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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 QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SHE LOOKS BEYOND TO-MORROW by RUTH FITCH BARTLETT WINTER WIZARDRY by LAURA S. BECK PSALM 137. 'BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON' by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE PSALM 93 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE TRUE GROUNDS OF ETERNAL AND IMMUTABLE RECTITUDE by JOHN BYROM |
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