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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASHES, by CATHERINE BRADSHAW First Line: The roaring fury of the flaming darts Last Line: A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | |||
The roaring fury of the flaming darts That vainly leap to stretch into the sky Hurl forth thick clouds of acrid smoke in wrath To rise as towering columns in the blue. A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAD WIND by CATHERINE BRADSHAW TO CORINTH by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE RUINS OF CORINTH by ANTIPATER OF SIDON THE PILGRIM SHIP by KATHARINE LEE BATES DINNER by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON PSALM 61 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE SILVER BIRD OF HERNDYKE MILL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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