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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INCONTINENCE, by VERNON L. SMITH First Line: Straight lies the path before me Last Line: How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | |||
Straight lies the path before me, And O it is so plain! Should I forsake it but a step two hearts would suffer pain. Sweet, sweet are stolen waters! And yet -- and yet a grief Stabs deeply and a lasting scar is heart-worn by a thief! Never my step will falter -- But O you'll never know How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ACCOMPLISHED FACTS by CARL SANDBURG PARAPHRASE ON THOMAS A KEMPIS by ALEXANDER POPE THE EUMENIDES: CHORUS by AESCHYLUS THE PEN by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM I WOULD BE THE SUN by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS CHORUS OF CLOUD-MAIDENS: STROPHE, FR. THE CLOUDS by ARISTOPHANES THE CALIPH'S DRAUGHT by EDWIN ARNOLD |
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