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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FROM A DUSTY SHELF, by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT First Line: Not by this poor, this painful subterfuge Last Line: For what is little apt to comfort me. | |||
Not by this poor, this painful subterfuge, Not by the small concealments of a rhyme, Nor any talk of sins which are more huge, More monstrous than the sins of all past time, Not by the mention of Isolt or such, Though great and golden runs the argument, Would I persuade you that I love as much -- Not this my drift, not this my dry intent. For I have only simple things to say, Such ordinary things, and if they might Be said but in the ordinary way, Your arms about me now and every night I should not need to ransack history For what is little apt to comfort me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MILTONIC by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT SEPTEMBER by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT SILENCE by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT SPRING MORNING by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT SPRING SONG by MAVIS CLARE BARNETT SIXTEEN DEAD MEN by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SOME VERSES UPON THE BURNING OF OUR HOUSE JULY 10, 1666 by ANNE BRADSTREET A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 8 by THOMAS CAMPION THE SELF-UNSEEING by THOMAS HARDY SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 123 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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