Poem: Transplanted

Updated May 6, 2020 | Infoplease Staff

Transplanted

 As if some little Arctic flower, Upon the polar hem, Went wandering down the latitudes, Until it puzzled came To continents of summer, To firmaments of sun, To strange, bright crowds of flowers, And birds of foreign tongue! I say, as if this little flower To Eden wandered in - What then? Why, nothing, only,  Your inference therefrom!