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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GODODDIN: CONAN, by ANEIRIN Poet Analysis First Line: Conan's name, my lay, rehearse Last Line: The crimson harvest of the foe. Alternate Author Name(s): Aneurin; Neirin | |||
CONAN's name, my lay, rehearse, Build to him the lofty verse, Sacred tribute of the bard, Verse, the hero's sole reward. As the flame's devouring force; As the whirlwind in its course; As the thunder's fiery stroke, Glancing on the shiver'd oak; Did the sword of Conan mow The crimson harvest of the foe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GODODDIN: THE DEATH OF HOEL by ANEIRIN THE MOUNT OF OLIVES, SELECTION by ANEIRIN VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN I KNOW, I REMEMBER, BUT HOW CAN I HELP YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH CHARLIE MACHREE by WILLIAM JAMES HOPPIN CHRISTUS CONSOLATOR by ROSSITER WORTHINGTON RAYMOND TACT by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 43 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE LANDLADY'S DAUGHTER by JOHANN LUDWIG UHLAND |
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