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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RACHEL, by WILLIAM H. ARMSTRONG III First Line: All day she is walking Last Line: Over the dead. | |||
All day she is walking Over the heath, Her worn hands clutching A wilted wreath. All night she is talking To things unseen, Her cold eyes piercing A dark screen, And always seeking Something red In ghost-grass creeping Over the dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RAILWAY DREAMINGS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON ACROSS THE PAMPAS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT BALLAD OF THE DOUBLE SOUL by JAMES BRANCH CABELL LOVE'S EVENING by ANNA C. CARRAHER IS LOVE A FANCY, OR A FEELING? by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE THE HYPOCRITES REWARD by GLADYS CROMWELL |
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