A poem by Violet Nicolson, Lawrence Hope, Adela Florence Cory Nicolson (1865 – 1904)
He loved the Plant with a keen delight,
A passionate fervour, strange to see,
Tended it ardently, day and night,
Yet never a flower lit up the tree.
The leaves were succulent, thick, and green,
And, sessile, out of the snakelike stem
Rose spine-like fingers, alert and keen,
To catch at aught that molested them.
But though they nurtured it day and night,
With love and labour, the child and he
Were never granted the longed-for sight
Of a flower crowning the twisted tree.
Until one evening a wayworn Priest
Stopped for the night in the Temple shade
And shared the fare of their simple feast
Under the vines and the jasmin laid.
He, later, wandering round the flowers
Paused awhile by the blossomless tree.
The man said, “May it be fault of ours,
That never its buds my eyes may see?
“Aslip it came from the further East
Many a sunlit summer ago.”
“It grows in our Jungles,” said the Priest,
“Men see it rarely; but this I know,
“The Jungle people worship it; say
They bury a child around its roots–
Bury it living:–the only way
To crimson glory of flowers and fruits.”
He spoke in whispers; his furtive glance
Probing the depths of the garden shade.
The man came closer, with eyes askance,
The child beside them shivered, afraid.
A cold wind drifted about the three,
Jarring the spines with a hungry sound,
The spines that grew on the snakelike tree
And guarded its roots beneath the ground.
. . . . . .
After the fall of the summer rain
The plant was glorious, redly gay,
Blood-red with blossom. Never again
Men saw the child in the Temple play.
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Poems in English
- Валерий Брюсов – Город сестер любви видение
- Валерий Брюсов – Голубое, голубое
- Валерий Брюсов – Голос мертвого
- Валерий Брюсов – Голос иных миров
- Валерий Брюсов – К портрету Лермонтова
- Валерий Брюсов – К портрету К.Д. Бальмонта
- Валерий Брюсов – К Пасифае. Сонет
- Валерий Брюсов – К народу
- Валерий Брюсов – К моей стране
- Валерий Брюсов – К финскому народу
- Валерий Брюсов – К.Д. Бальмонту (Вечно вольный, вечно юный)
- Валерий Брюсов – К.Д. Бальмонту (Как прежде, мы вдвоем, в ночном кафе. За входом)
- Валерий Брюсов – К большой медведице
- Валерий Брюсов – К Бальмонту (Погасни, исчезни)
- Валерий Брюсов – К Армении
- Валерий Брюсов – К Адалис
- Валерий Брюсов – К.А. Коровину (Душа твоя, быть может, ослепительней)
- Валерий Брюсов – Из-за облака скользящий
- Валерий Брюсов – Из тихих бездн
- Валерий Брюсов – Из песен Мальдуна
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Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.