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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EXCUSES, by AL-ASAMM First Line: Forbear, my love Last Line: In mud and slime. | |||
Forbear, my love, To scold me so That I should rove In haunts so low. The meanest lair, Howe'er it stank, Would not impair My faith and rank. The sun, methinks, Still rules sublime, Although he sinks In mud and slime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...O SOUTHLAND! by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LEAVING THE HARBOR by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE TURNSTILE by WILLIAM BARNES THE ROMANCE OF THE SWAN'S NEST by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING THE SOLDIER'S DREAM by THOMAS CAMPBELL HARVEST SONG by LUDWIG HENRICH CHRISTOPH HOLTY ULTIMA THULE: THE TIDE RISES by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW FOR A MARRIAGE OF SAINT KATHERINE [OR, CATHERINE] by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |
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