Beauty and Beauty’s son and rosemary;
Venus and Love, her son, to speak plainly –
born of the sea supposedly,
at Christmas each, in company,
braids a garland of festivity.
Not always rosemary;
since the flight to Egypt, blooming indifferently.
With lancelike leaf, green but silver underneath,
its flowers; white originally;
turned blue. The herb of memory,
imitating the blue robe of Mary,
is not too legendary
to flower both as symbol and as pungency.
Springing from stones beside the sea,
the height of Christ when he was thirty-three,
it feeds on dew and to the bee
“hath a dumb language”; is in reality
a kind of Christmas tree.
End of the poem
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- Memory by William Browne
- Palms and Hearts by Olawuyi Mutiu
- mark.html
- The Invisible by Rixa White
- In The Forum poem – Alfred Austin
- Who Says Words With My Mouth? by Rumi
- An Hymn To The Evening by Phillis Wheatley
- MANY NAMESAKES by Satish Verma
- Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell:
- Heaven by Philip Levine
- Much In Little by Yvor Winters
- Heaven and You by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- To-Morrow To Fresh Woods And Pastures New poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
