Time of Roses by Thomas Hood
By Thomas Hood
It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast; It was the time of roses— We pluck'd them as we pass'd! That churlish season never frown'd On early lovers yet: O no—the world was newly crown'd With flowers when first we met! 'Twas twilight, and I bade you go, But still you held me fast;
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"It was not in the Winter..."
"Time of Roses" by Thomas Hood is a love and deep and nature english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by Thomas Hood demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "It was not in the Winter Our loving lot was cast;...", this piece explores themes of love and deep and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Thomas Hood's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.