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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CAMOMILE, by AL-BUQAIRA First Line: When first we parted, she Last Line: Produce this camomile?' | |||
When first we parted, she Wept unrestrainedly; Fate repenting yet, In after time we met. When she was at my side, 'Did those rains' I cried (Seeing her sweetly smile) 'Produce this camomile?' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JUNE (1) by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE MAGI by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THERE IS NOTHING STRANGE by ARCHILOCHUS MARTYRS TO THE MAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET GLOOMY DECEMBER by ROBERT BURNS |
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