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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CAMOMILE, by AL-BUQAIRA First Line: When first we parted, she Last Line: Produce this camomile?' | |||
When first we parted, she Wept unrestrainedly; Fate repenting yet, In after time we met. When she was at my side, 'Did those rains' I cried (Seeing her sweetly smile) 'Produce this camomile?' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A CERTAIN CRITIC by AMY LOWELL MATRES DOLOROSAE by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES SARRAZINE'S SONG, FR. CHAITIVEL by MARIE DE FRANCE MODERN LOVE: 50 by GEORGE MEREDITH THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI INGRATITUDE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ACROSS THE SEA by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM ON READING OF THE DEATH OF THOMAS WOLFE by MARION LOUISE BLISS |
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