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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOTHING IS LOST, by GRACE MADELON FRAME First Line: On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low Last Line: Of long-lost music -- kin to pain. | |||
On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low, An echo comes from the long-ago; Awakening in my heart a strain Of long-lost music -- kin to pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATER DOLOROSA by GRACE MADELON FRAME REACHING OUT by GRACE MADELON FRAME RENAISSANCE by GRACE MADELON FRAME A TOAST TO OUR NATIVE LAND by ROBERT BRIDGES (1858-1941) IN ROMNEY MARSH by JOHN DAVIDSON MY YOUTH by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES THE LAY OF THE LABOURER by THOMAS HOOD A SUNRISE SONG by SIDNEY LANIER THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S FASTING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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