Roses are red poems and the famous 'Roses are red Violets areblue' romantic love poem, and poems about roses, English rose poems, are the most famous and most requested love poems of all times. A lot of people like to know where these love poems originated from.
Here are three original versions of the famous "Roses are red, Violets are blue" poems.
I bet you didn't expect the very first original rose poem to read like that.
"Roses love sunshine
Violets love dew
Angels in heaven know I love you"
Roses Are Red,
Violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet,
And so are you,
"It was upon a Summers shynie day,
When Titan faire his beams did display,
In a fresh fountaine, farre from all mens view,
She bath'd her brest, the boiling heat t'alley,
She bath'd with roses red, and violets blew,
And all the sweetest flowers, that in the forrest grew.
By Sir Edmond Spencer (1552-1599)
This poem is traced back to year 1590, when Sir Edmond Spencer, an important English poet and Poet Laureate wrote this.
He is famous for writing the epic poem 'The Faerie Queene', that celebrates Queen Elizabeth 1st and the House of Tudor, an English royal dynasty that lasted 118 years and began in 1485.
The lines that are found in this epic poem are believed to be the origins of the 'Roses are Red' poem.
Roses are red, diddle,diddle
If you will have me, diddle, diddle
I will have you.
By Gammer Garland, 1783
This English nursery rhyme written by Gammer Garland in 1783 is a lot closer to todays version of Roses are Red poem.
"We will buy very pretty things
A-walking through the faubourghs
violets are blue, roses are red,
Violets are blue, I love my loves.
By Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
A French poet and playwright Victor Hugo (1802-1885) published a novel in 1862 named 'Les Misarables'.
There are a lot of texts with songs within this famous novel. One is from this 1862 English translation.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, and so are you,
Our love will last forever I knew
Because of memories past and new,
My eyes met yours and you said Hello,
Music was playing soft and low,
I heard an Angel whisper to me,
Take her hand and dance away,
It was a feeling, strange as it seems,
Now I know today, it was love at first sight,
How could this happen to me !
By Tony Piccino February 14,2008
This beautiful poem was written by my dear, sweet and romantic Italian husband and lover Tony Piccino