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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 HAVE YOU PLANTED A TREE? by HENRY ABBEY MASKS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH COME UP HIGHER by MINNIE KEITH BAILEY SATAN ABSOLVED; A VICTORIAN MYSTERY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 14 by THOMAS CAMPION |
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