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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN YOUTH, by EVALEEN STEIN Poet's Biography First Line: Not lips of mine have ever said Last Line: O god, -- not, not for death! | |||
NOT lips of mine have ever said: "Would God that I were dead!" Nay, cruel griefs! ye cannot break My love of life; nor can ye make Oblivion blest in any wise, Nor death seem sweet for sorrow's sake. Life! life! my every pulse outcries For life, and love, and quickened breath, O God, -- not, not for death! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLOOD TIME ON THE MARSHES by EVALEEN STEIN ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS A LETTER TO HER HUSBAND, ABSENT UPON PUBLIC EMPLOYMENT by ANNE BRADSTREET PIED BEAUTY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS WHITE HEAD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE AGE OF HERBERT & VAUGHAN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MONTGOMERIE'S PEGGY by ROBERT BURNS THE CARLE OF KELLYBURN BRAES by ROBERT BURNS |
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