Spotlight Poetry – Green Groweth the Holly – A poem by King Henry VIII (Attributed to)

The image depicts a painting titled Log Of Ivy, Holly And Hazelnuts by the artist Nell Hill. The work is a still life painting of a log with holly and ivy and hazelnuts. The image supports the poem Green Groweth the Holly attributed to King Henry VIII.
© Nell Hill, Log Of Ivy, Holly And Hazelnuts, 2014l

Green Groweth the Holly by King Henry VIII (Attributed to)

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high.

As the holly groweth green
And never changeth hue,
So I am, ever hath been,
Unto my lady true.

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high.

As the holly groweth green
With ivy all alone
When flowers cannot be seen
And greenwood leaves be gone,

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,

Now unto my lady
Promise to her I make,
From all other only
To her I me betake.

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high,

Adieu, mine own lady,
Adieu, my special
Who hath my heart truly
Be sure, and ever shall.

Green groweth the holly,
So doth the ivy.
Though winter blasts blow never so high
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Poem Attribution © Attributed to King henry VIII, Green Groweth the Holly

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Painting Attribution © Nell Hill, Log Of Ivy, Holly And Hazelnuts, 2014l

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Spotlight Poetry – Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening – A Poem by Robert Frost

The image depicts a painting titled Moonlit Snowy Wood by the artist Jen Hallbrown. The work is a moonlit snowy woodland landscape painting. The image supports the poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening written by the poet. Robert Frost
© Jen Hallbrown, Moonlit Snowy Wood, 2016

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.   
His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here   
To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

My little horse must think it queer   
To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   
The darkest evening of the year.   

He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   
Of easy wind and downy flake.   

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   
But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   
And miles to go before I sleep.

Poem Attribution © Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Source Attribution https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42891/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening

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Painting Attribution © Jen Hallbrown, Moonlit Snowy Wood, 2016

Source Attribution https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Moonlit-Snowy-Woods/766133/3261358/view

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Poetry – Haiku – Heaven Starlit Pipes – A Poem by Goff James

A poem inspired by Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – ‘Harmony’

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Poem Attribution – Goff James – Heaven Starlit Pipes

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