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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDEN, by AL-NASHSHAR First Line: O you, who chide my passion Last Line: Pale marguerite. | |||
O you, who chide my passion In so cruel fashion, When may I hope release From love, and peace? Between her cheeks and gleaming Lips a mole lies dreaming, A negro who at dawn Surveys the lawn. Bewildered which to gather, Whether he would rather The roses, or the sweet Pale marguerite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CLARK STREET BRIDGE by CARL SANDBURG AN AMERICAN IN BANGKOK by KAREN SWENSON THE LOST SHEEP by ELIZABETH CECILIA CLEPHANE TO PFRIMMER (LINES ON READING 'DRIFTWOOD') by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE PAST IS THE PRESENT by MARIANNE MOORE TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 3. WINTER by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |
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