Poem titled 'The Flaming Dart'
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The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit,
Yet use me every day.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
L.M.H.
11.9.17 R.E.P.S. Royal Engineers (Postal Section)
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The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
L.M.H.
11.9.17 R.E.P.S. Royal Engineers (Postal Section)
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
L.M.H.
11.9.17 R.E.P.S. Royal Engineers (Postal Section)
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
L.M.H.
11.9.17 R.E.P.S. Royal Engineers (Postal Section)
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
L.M.H.
11.9.17 R.E.P.S.
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginia's Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
I'm set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapon's length is scarce
One barely - corn- 'tis flame
I'm at the front; I'm to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginias Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
Im set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
...
What though my weapons length is scarce
One barely - corn- tis flame
Im at the front; Im to the fore
And "mentioned" is my name:
The Potato Blossom
-
The Flaming Dart
I am a flower, a pale fair flower,
With tiny dart of flame;
Far from Virginias Sunny land
In ages past I came.
...
I like the sober English folk,
They like me too. they say;
They scorn my flower, despise my fruit;
Yet use me everyday.
...
They do not praise or mention me
In lavish count of flowers;
Patient I stand, in serried Ranks
Outside their lovely bowers.
...
But since the world turned round about,
When nineteen fourteen came,
Im set where pinks and pansies grew
And put sweet peas to shame.
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- ID
- 17470 / 189098
- Contributor
- Seymore Rackoff and Frederica Roche
September 11, 1917
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