Living
Cistus! Whose Fragile Flower
From Works and Life, ed. Forster, vol. VIII (1876)
Living
Cistus! whose fragile flower
Waits but the vesper hour
To droop and fall,
Smoothen thy petals now
The Floral Fates allow . .
And why so ruffled in fresh youth are all?
Thou breathest on my breast,
"We are but like the rest
Of our whole family;
Ruffled we are, 'tis true,
Thro' life; but are not you? . .
Without our privilege so soon to die."
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MLA
Landor, Walter Savage. “Cistus! Whose Fragile Flower.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/714/.
Chicago
Landor, Walter Savage. “Cistus! Whose Fragile Flower.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/landor/714/.
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