I know Not these hands And yet I think there was A woman like me once had hands Like these. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH: FOR A LADY I KNOW by COUNTEE CULLEN SONNET: 8. WHEN THE ASSAULT WAS INTENDED TO THE CITY by JOHN MILTON TO E. L., ON HIS TRAVELS IN GREECE by ALFRED TENNYSON WHEN I PERUSE THE CONQUER'D FAME by WALT WHITMAN TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA-SHORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD LITTLE JOHN AND THE RED FRIAR; A LAY OF SHERWOOD by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THIS IS THE END by JEAN DE BOSSCHERE TO A YOUNG FRIEND LEARNING TO PLAY THE FLUTE by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |