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Friday, January 13, 2006

Tiger Lilies


I like not ladies slippers,
Nor yet the sweet pea blossoms,
Nor yet the flaky roses,
Red, or white as snow;
I like the chaliced lilies,
The gorgeous tiger-lilies,
That in our garden grow!

For they are tall and slender:
Their mouths are dashed with carmine,
And when the wind sweeps by them,
On their emerald stalks
They bend so proud and graceful
They are Circassian women,
The favourites of the Sultan,
Adown our garden walks!

And when the rain is falling,
I sit beside the window
And watch them glow and glisten
How they burn and glow!
O for the burning lilies,
The tender Eastern lilies,
That in our garden grow!

By

Thomas Bailey Aldrich

4 Comments:

Blogger Mother Damnable said...

I adore ladies slippers, sweet pea blossoms and Roses but I also love this poem :>)

Friday, 13 January, 2006  
Blogger craziequeen said...

oh - look at dem cute kitties..... :-D

cq

Friday, 13 January, 2006  
Blogger DA said...

great poem and picture!

Friday, 13 January, 2006  
Blogger Mother Damnable said...

Aren't they adorable CQ?

Thanks Dimitri, page 123

"....yet once cats were venerated."

The Encyclopedia of Myths and Legends by Stuart Gordon which I always like to have by me :>)

Saturday, 14 January, 2006  

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