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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOON OF GRACE, by AL-JAZZAR First Line: Neath the hood and cape Last Line: Harbour musk divine. | |||
Neath the hood and cape That his beauty drape Shines my moon of grace: 'Ye who love forsake' Cry his charms, 'O take Me to your embrace!' If his garments seem Coarse, and if ye deem He is meanly clad, Yet recall the rose: Stemmed on thorns, it glows Beautiful and glad. Recollect the pitch Black and brutal, which Crowns the precious wine, And remember how Boxes cheap enow Harbour musk divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HEMLOCK AND CEDAR by CARL SANDBURG WHISPERS OF IMMORTALITY by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT MARCO BOZZARIS by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK SONNET: 16. TO THE LORD GENERAL CROMWELL, MAY 1652 by JOHN MILTON SONNET: 60 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE BEAUREGARD by CATHERINE ANNE WARFIELD COURAGE THAT OVERCOMES by MARGARETE ROSE AKIN |
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