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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASHES, by CATHERINE BRADSHAW First Line: The roaring fury of the flaming darts Last Line: A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | |||
The roaring fury of the flaming darts That vainly leap to stretch into the sky Hurl forth thick clouds of acrid smoke in wrath To rise as towering columns in the blue. A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAD WIND by CATHERINE BRADSHAW THE HEMP (A VIRGINIA LEGEND) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET COLORADO MORTON'S RIDE by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) THE CRUISE OF THE MONITOR [MARCH 9, 1862] by GEORGE M. BAKER THE NATIVE LAND by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA LOVES ADVENTURE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT THE GUEST OF PHINEUS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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