Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SPIKENARD, by FRANCES MENDENHALL First Line: Today I took a silken rag Last Line: Of all its petty soil. Subject(s): Soil | ||||||||
Today I took a silken rag Dipped in a bit of oil, And quickly cleared a table-top Of all unsightly soil. Tonight I wear a silken gown, They say I look so smart; Yet when they look they do not see The dust upon my heart. Dear Lord, please take a silken rag, Anoint it with Thine oil, And daily cleanse my wayward heart Of all its petty soil. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY GARDEN by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE SOIL-SONG by JOHN BANISTER TABB MONTHS WERE NAMED FOR by BESMILR BRIGHAM FAT OF THE LAND by GEORGIANA VALOYCE SANCHEZ SONG FIRST BY A SHEPHERD by WILLIAM BLAKE THE BUGLER'S FIRST COMMUNION by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: JULY by EDMUND SPENSER ON THE DEATH OF MRS. JENNINGS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD TO MARY; OCCASIONED BY HER HAVING ENGRAVED ON A SEAL 'FORGET ME NOT' by BERNARD BARTON NEW YEAR'S VERSES FOR THE CARRIER OF THE MIRROR, 1826 by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |
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