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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOTHING IS LOST, by GRACE MADELON FRAME First Line: On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low Last Line: Of long-lost music -- kin to pain. | |||
On a crescent beach when the moon hangs low, An echo comes from the long-ago; Awakening in my heart a strain Of long-lost music -- kin to pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATER DOLOROSA by GRACE MADELON FRAME REACHING OUT by GRACE MADELON FRAME RENAISSANCE by GRACE MADELON FRAME PROVING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 50 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TO A SHADE by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS TO SAN FRANCISCO by S. J. ALEXANDER LILIES: 14. THE AWAKING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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