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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THISTLEDOWN: TRIOLET: 6, by CORA RANDALL FABBRI First Line: A snowdrop told me spring was near Last Line: But I have made no song about her. | |||
A snow-drop told me Spring was near, And so I'll make a song about her, Of birds and buds and blue skies clear. A snow-drop told me Spring was near— But no, I'll wait until she's here, For till she's here, alas, I doubt her. A snow-drop told me Spring was near, But I have made no song about her. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A THOUGHT by CORA RANDALL FABBRI A WINTER PIECE by CORA RANDALL FABBRI ABSENCE by CORA RANDALL FABBRI AN OLD MAID by CORA RANDALL FABBRI DECEPTION by CORA RANDALL FABBRI DIED YOUNG by CORA RANDALL FABBRI HEART SONGS by CORA RANDALL FABBRI IN TUSCANY: A SEA-SPELL by CORA RANDALL FABBRI IN TUSCANY: ANITA by CORA RANDALL FABBRI |
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