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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SINGER, by AL-BUQAIRA First Line: Did I aught else but utter Last Line: How then shall I sing? | |||
Did I aught else but utter The praises of your name, Well content to flutter In your tree of fame? If you now deny me The shelter of your wing, And no more stand by me, How then shall I sing? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SURFACES AND MASKS; 3 by CLARENCE MAJOR PICTURES FROM APPLEDORE: 2 by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL SCHOOL AND SCHOOLFELLOWS; FLOREAT ETONA by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED BUCOLIC COMEDY: AUBADE by EDITH SITWELL THE IDEAL GENERAL by ARCHILOCHUS GOD OF PROGRESS by ALICE GILL BENTON |
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