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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SWORD, by ABU BAKR OF MARRAKESH First Line: My sword I shook Last Line: Away, I said... | |||
My sword I shook Until It glittered like a brook, But frozen, still... I watched it glow As bright As flaming fire, although Extinguished quite. Were it not cold And dead, It would have burned, or rolled Away, I said... | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I SAW A STABLE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE MARECHAL NIEL by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH REFUGE by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. JIM DALLEY by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE FRONTIER GUARD by ANTON ALEXANDER VON AUERSPERG THE COMPLAINT OF POETIE, FOR THE DEATH OF LIBERALITE by RICHARD BARNFIELD BALLADE OF MID-WINTER NIGHTS by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |
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