“Oh the Broom, the yellow Broom, The ancient poet sung it, And dear it is on summer days To lie at rest among it. I know the realms where people say The flowers have not their fellow; I know where they shine out like suns, The crimson and the yellow. I know where ladies live enchained In luxury's silken fetters, And flowers as bright as glittering gems Are used for written letters. But ne'er was flower so fair as this, In modern days or olden; It groweth on its nodding stem Like to a garland golden.”
Quote by Mary Howitt
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Mary Howitt
Mary Howitt, born on March 12, 1799, and died on January 30, 1888, was a renowned British poet. Her poetry is known for its simplicity and brightness, which has won the favor of readers. more
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