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A Little Budding Rose

by Emily Brontë

It was a little budding rose,

Round like a fairy globe,

And shyly did its leaves unclose

Hid in their mossy robe,

But sweet was the slight and spicy smell

It breathed from its heart invisible.

The rose is blasted, withered, blighted,

Its root has felt a worm,

And like a heart beloved and slighted,

Failed, faded, shrunk its form.

Bud of beauty, bonnie flower,

I stole thee from thy natal bower.

I was the worm that withered thee,

Thy tears of dew all fell for me;

Leaf and stalk and rose are gone,

Exile earth they died upon.

Yes, that last breath of balmy scent

With alien breezes sadly blent!

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Poem
A Little Budding Rose
Poet
Emily Brontë
Length
18 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Nature, Love, Death & Loss

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18 lines · 3 sestets
Line length
Lines run 6-9 syllables (median 8), consistent with tetrameter. No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.

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Author record
Emily Brontë1818–1848
Source record
PoetryDBA Little Budding Rose by emily-bronte, PoetryDB transcription
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