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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SHADOWS, by BERT DAVIS First Line: Bent, vagabondlike Last Line: But the twain have never met. | |||
Bent, vagabondlike, Tired, worn, humiliated Because of disappointments left in his bag, Knowing sweet memories only were taken And treasured as valuable -- Is dimly visible a silhouette. Erect, gleeful, buoyant -- Even just born; Radiant, hopeful, promising The greatest treasure Humanity seeks -- But the twain have never met. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRESCENT MOON by AMY LOWELL ODE SUNG IN THE TOWN HALL, CONCORD, JULY 4, 1857 by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE DAY-DREAM: MORAL by ALFRED TENNYSON SONNET: A PREACHER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 32. AL-KHABIR by EDWIN ARNOLD LE GUIGNON by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE STUDY by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: A CONVENT WITHOUT GOD by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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