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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOONLIGHT, by YETZA GILLESPIE First Line: A panther, perilous and white Last Line: The heart is such a little thing. | |||
A panther, perilous and white, The moonlight runs at my left hand. Soft on the rock and sure on sand, It threads the mountain-groves of night. No pebble moved; it stirred no rush, When it paused beside the pool and drank. Only ... I see a shining flank Creeping beyond the laurel-brush. Some fated moment it will spring In terrible silver on its prey. Oh, small reward and meager stay! The heart is such a little thing. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VIRTUOSO; IN IMITATION OF SPENCER'S STYLE AND STANZA by MARK AKENSIDE ANACTORIA by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE PSALM 52 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 44. FAREWELL TO JULIET (6) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT LEFT ON THE BATTLE-FIELD by SARAH TITTLE BOLTON HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 13 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH L'INDIFFERENT; WATTEAU; THE LOUVRE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY |
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