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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MARCH, by ROBERT LOVEMAN Poet's Biography First Line: Whither doth now this fellow flee Last Line: To catch a glimpse of april's face? | |||
WHITHER doth now this fellow flee With outstretched arms at such mad pace? Can the young rascal thinking be To catch a glimpse of April's face? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL; QUATRAIN by ROBERT LOVEMAN CREED AND DEED by ROBERT LOVEMAN HOBSON AND HIS MEN by ROBERT LOVEMAN OLD MEN ON THE COURTHOUSE LAWN, MURRAY, KENTUCKY by JAMES GALVIN SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 22 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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