Pine, Rose and Fleur de Lis

by Susie Frances Harrison


 

VILLANELLE


 

A Girl’s idea of Greece.
       Huge honeycombs, rich dates,
Goats and the Golden Fleece;

Gods pretty much of a piece,
       Jumbled up with the Fates,

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(A girl’s idea of Greece!)

Ganymede Saturn’s niece,
       Mercury given to skates,
Goats and the Golden Fleece:

Drapery minus a crease,

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       Dryads polishing plates,
A girl’s idea of Greece!

Hush! Bid the clatter cease!
       Lest while the novice prates
Of Goats an the Golden Fleece,

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The halls of Girton release
       The maid who matriculates.
“A girl’s idea of Greece!
       Goats and the Golden Fleece!!!”
 
VILLANELLE

Sprung from a sword-sheath fit for Mars,

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       Straight and sharp, of a gay glad green,
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars.

Barter, would I, for the dross of the Czars,
        These golden flowers and buds fifteen,
Sprung from a sward-sheath fit for Mars?

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Barter, would you, these scimitars,
        Among which lit by their light so keen
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars?

No, for the breast may burst its bars,
        The heart its shell, at sight of the sheen

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Sprung from a sword-sheath fit for Mars:

Miles away from the mad earth’s jars,
        Beneath a leafy and shining screen,
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars.

And I—self-scathèd with mortal scars,

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I weep, when I see, in its radiant mien,
Sprung from a sword-sheath fit for Mars
My jonquil lift its yellow stars.