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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN TUSCANY: SEA-BREEZE, by CORA RANDALL FABBRI First Line: The keen sharp scent of the sea comes over the fields Last Line: With the breeze that brings me the keen sharp scent of the sea. | |||
THE keen sharp scent of the sea comes over the fields, And brings me a thought of the silent, perilous sea; Of the shadowy ship that is drifting away with thee; That is bearing the face that I love so far from me, Leaving me here alone with a memory Of the joys that were and never more will be; Of the hand that touched my hand so tenderly, Of the voice that said "Farewell!" so mournfully. These are the thoughts that come to me over the fields With the breeze that brings me the keen sharp scent of the sea. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A THOUGHT by CORA RANDALL FABBRI A WINTER PIECE by CORA RANDALL FABBRI ABSENCE by CORA RANDALL FABBRI AN OLD MAID by CORA RANDALL FABBRI DECEPTION by CORA RANDALL FABBRI DIED YOUNG by CORA RANDALL FABBRI HEART SONGS by CORA RANDALL FABBRI IN TUSCANY: A SEA-SPELL by CORA RANDALL FABBRI IN TUSCANY: ANITA by CORA RANDALL FABBRI |
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