To the Fringed Gentian
William Cullen Bryant
1794 to 1878
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Blue-blue-as if that sky let fall
Thou comest not when violets lean
A flower from its cerulean wall.
May look to heaven as I depart.
And frosts and shortening days portend
Hope, blossoming within my heart,
Thou blossom bright with autumn dew,
Or columbines, in purple dressed,
And colored with the heaven's own blue,
When woods are bare and birds are flown,
The aged year is near his end.
That openest when the quiet light
Look through its fringes to the sky,
Thou waitest late and com'st alone,
Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest.
The hour of death draw near to me,
Succeeds the keen and frosty night.
O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen,
Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye
I would that thus, when I shall see