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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COAT OF MAIL, by ASA THE BLIND First Line: That mighty smith, the wind Last Line: Rivets the forged chain. | |||
That mighty smith, the wind Is at his task assigned; The smooth river crinkles, Hammered into wrinkles. Ring by ring The mail is fashioning; Nail by nail the rain Rivets the forged chain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY LOVE'S GUARDIAN ANGEL by WILLIAM BARNES FOREIGN LANDS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A RHYME by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE DRINKING SONG (3) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE UNSOPHISTICATED WISHES, BY MISS JEMINA INGOLDSBY, AGED 15 by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM SEEKING WATERS by DORIS R. BECK THE RUNNERS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: A CONVENT WITHOUT GOD by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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