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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
POETRY, by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE First Line: Something more than the lilt of the strain Last Line: If the heart of the minstrel is mute. | |||
SOMETHING more than the lilt of the strain, Something more than the touch of the lute; For the voice of the minstrel is vain, If the heart of the minstrel is mute. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EL VAQUERO by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE ON THE HEIGHTS by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE SUTTER'S FORT, SACRAMENTO by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE THE DERELICT by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE IN MEMORY OF WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE TO CHLOE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS AT A READING by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE VIELD PATH by WILLIAM BARNES |
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