Spotlight Poetry – The Blossome – [Excerpt] – A poem by John Donne

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The Blossome [Excerpt] by John Donne

Little think’st thou, poor flower,
    Whom I’ve watch’d six or seven days,

And seen thy birth, and seen what every hour
Gave to thy growth, thee to this height to raise,
And now dost laugh and triumph on this bough,
              Little think’st thou,

That it will freeze anon, and that I shall
To-morrow find thee fallen, or not at all.

Little think’st thou, poor heart,
    That labourest yet to nestle thee,

And think’st by hovering here to get a part
In a forbidden or forbidding tree,
And hopest her stiffness by long siege to bow,
              Little think’st thou

That thou to-morrow, ere the sun doth wake,
Must with the sun and me a journey take.

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Poem Attribution © Jonn Donne, The Blossome

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