Deprived of root, and branch and rind,
Yet flowers I bear of every kind:
And such is my prolific power,
They bloom in less than half an hour;
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Edifying and captivating rhyming diction by Mr Swift. Superbly constructed and delivered. A worthy poem of the day.
I completely agree with your excellent comments...a wonderfully incisive poem about dour Puritanism methinks.
Love the poetic language of yours. Beautifully constructed. A nice choice of the Poemhunter.com and mine too! Thanks for sharing.
I lay a prisoner twenty years, And then the jovial cavaliers To their old post restored all three - I mean the church, the king, and me.
A decorated pole with flowers and beauty is very nice and attractive. When hypocrite fanatics cry this scribble mind and we think for love, peace and unity to overcome such hypocrite fanatics. Church giving biblical knowledge guides in tight way to lead a peaceful life.
An amazing poem penned by a great poet and critique. It is enchanting and a pleasure to read. A great classical poem..
A critical poetry only a poet critic can write! Jonathan Swift one such one! Thanks for sharing here!
Yet hypocrite fanatics cry, ........ I'm but an idol raised on high; And once a weaver in our town, A damned Cromwellian, knocked me down.....///master of satire!
I lay a prisoner twenty years, And then the jovial cavaliers To their old post restored all three - I mean the church, the king, and me.
I lay a prisoner twenty years, And then the jovial cavaliers To their old post restored all three - I mean the church, the king, and me.
My first time reading this one, though the feel, the subject matter strike me as Swift-ian. Contemporary in its own time, the poem remains so with a bit of application—the clash, as some would have it, of pagan practices with a newer orthodoxy. -Glen
such is my prolific power, ........... greatly penned by Swift
With prolific power every kind of flower all bear in life to accept purity and softness. This poem is definitely very excellently penned and has broad and amazing essence...10
Simply superb poem, rich in rhyme, rhythm and a pleasure to read.
My head with giddiness goes round, And yet I firmly stand my ground: Wonderful words to make a note about swift!
Deprived of root, and branch and rind, Yet flowers I bear of every kind: And such is my prolific power, They bloom in less than half an hour. beautiful. tony