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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PRISONER, by AFANASI AFANASIEVICH FET First Line: By bars of my prison Last Line: Hand files with a zest. Alternate Author Name(s): Foeth, Afanasy Afanasyveicht; Fet, Afanasy | |||
By bars of my prison The thick nettle lies; A willow has risen Pavilion-wise. Boats gaily are seeking The far-away blue; The lattice is creaking, My file passes through. My sorrowful dreaming Is quiet in me; The waters are gleaming, I soon shall be free. No gloom my heart darkens, My ache is at rest; And while my ear hearkens, Hand files with a zest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SWALLOWS by AFANASI AFANASIEVICH FET TO THE STARS THAT HAVE GONE OUT by AFANASI AFANASIEVICH FET SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 1 by CONRAD AIKEN THE LAST POST by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES LYDIA (1) by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE SIC VITA by HENRY DAVID THOREAU TO THE LADY PENELOPE RITCH by RICHARD BARNFIELD |
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