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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIGHTS OUT, by AMY CHARLOT First Line: The lights are out Last Line: On her quiescent lap. | |||
The lights are out; My toil-worn little house Sits quietly, with folded hands, Holding tomorrow's tasks On her quiescent lap. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET TO GEORGE SAND: 2. A DESIRE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING AELLA: MINSTREL'S MARRIAGE-SONG by THOMAS CHATTERTON THE FACE ON THE [BAR-ROOM] FLOOR by HUGH ANTOINE D'ARCY THE HUMBLE-BEE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON SONNET ON SITTING DOWN TO READ KING LEAR ONCE AGAIN by JOHN KEATS CYNTHIADES: TO CYNTHIA ON CONCEALMENT OF HER BEAUTY by FRANCIS KYNASTON SMOKE IN WINTER by HENRY DAVID THOREAU SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 3 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY |
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