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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE TREES, by AL-HUSRI First Line: A twisting curl Last Line: To faith's white face. | |||
A twisting curl Hung down, to hurl My heart of bliss To the abyss. The sable tress Of faithlessness Lent deadly grace To faith's white face. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAVE PAINTING by HAYDEN CARRUTH WHAT I'VE BELIEVED IN by JAMES GALVIN SPRING DAY: NIGHT AND SLEEP by AMY LOWELL SONNET (ON RECEIVING A LETTER INFORMING ME OF THE BIRTH OF A SON) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE GRATIANA DANCING AND SINGING by RICHARD LOVELACE PSALM 38. DOMINE NE IN FURORE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 4 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH BY CANDLELIGHT by MARION BRINSON |
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