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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EXCUSES, by AL-ASAMM First Line: Forbear, my love Last Line: In mud and slime. | |||
Forbear, my love, To scold me so That I should rove In haunts so low. The meanest lair, Howe'er it stank, Would not impair My faith and rank. The sun, methinks, Still rules sublime, Although he sinks In mud and slime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST AN EVANGELIST'S WIFE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON A LITTLE CHRISTMAS BASKET by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE WASHERS OF THE SHROUD; OCTOBER, 1861 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL THE BOTTOM DRAWER by MARY A. BARR BUILDING THE LIBRARY, TOKYO UNIVERSITY; NIGHT SCENE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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