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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ODDS AND ENDS, by ARTHUR FOEHRENBACH First Line: I save all sorts of odds and ends Last Line: Some day perhaps I'll use them all. | |||
I save all sorts of odds and ends, I've saved somewhere a few close friends. A fresh new dawn perfumed with dew, An old hill top with sunset view. Meadows sweet with the scent of June, Reflected stars in some lagoon. The red and gold on leaves in fall, Some day perhaps I'll use them all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OBERMANN ONCE MORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD AN EPITAPH by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE MARCO BOZZARIS by FITZ-GREENE HALLECK SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 12. AT THE DRAPER'S by THOMAS HARDY TO FINE LADY WOULD-BE by BEN JONSON IN THE MILE END ROAD by AMY LEVY THE SOLSEQUIUM by ALEXANDER MONTGOMERIE AT HOME by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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