A Dead Rose Comments
O Rose! who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet;
But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubble-wheat,---
Kept seven years in a drawer---thy titles shame thee.
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The main theme here is mortality, and Browning speaks of how the rose "like a smile had fled". This simile implies the fragility of life, and how its beauty can be taken away in an instant.
Despite the decay, I recognize and appreciate the inherent beauty that lingers, even in the face of change. The poem evokes a sense of nostalgia, regret, and empathy, inviting readers to contemplate the transience of beauty and find value in the enduring essence beneath its fading exterior.
A poignant reflection on the fleeting nature of beauty and the passage of time. It explores the transformation of a once vibrant rose into a pale, hard, and dry remnant.
Typical Elizabeth Barrett Browning, such great beauty in her words about A Dead Rose.5 Stars for her. I have enjoyed this sweet poem.
Yes, and the heart doth owe thee More love, dead rose! than to such roses bold As Julia wears at dances, smiling cold! --- Lie still upon this heart---which breaks below thee! Most beautifully worded!
The fly that lit upon thee, To stretch the tendrils of its tiny feet, Along thy leaf's pure edges, after heat, - - If lighting now, - -would coldly overrun thee. a very fine poem. tony
A lovely composition, beautiful description fused with rare warmth.
Beautiful, deep, captivating sun...in thy gorgeous urn...bloom, and flower to burn Statement about the past, abandonment, and change Fully descriptive Brings attention to the ideal of living completely in the present moment, cherishing with total mindfulness, thankfulness, and grace.
Yes like the rose they fall for us When we are pink and sweet sixteen But time is short and petals fall And few come visiting in between Our lives are also like roses stretched into longer spans. When pink cheeks wrinkle with age few heads will turn when you pass by. Fresh roses have to fall and manure the earth so that new buds are born. All ye poets who read this are welcome to my page too...
I normally am blind and dud to appreciate old poetry, this one perhaps helped me feel I am not that dumb after all. What a Masterpeice.
Have sight and see I love the oldest poetry Be wise and learn all Hear the rhyme and answer the call
never a moment would pass without a thought given to this blissful piece... i owe a lot to the heart that created this piece i love this article...........Tempest cherishes this
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8/3/2025 12:33:11 AM # 1.0.0
Again a wonderful poem by this great English poetess. Congrats!