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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MINE OWN LAND, by BORRIES FREIHERR VON MUNCHHAUSEN Poet's Biography First Line: There gleams a plough in thuringian land Last Line: That goes through mine own ground! | |||
There gleams a plough in Thuringian land, Steered by a firm and happy hand, Through mine, oh mine own ground! And mine is the plough and the horses are mine, And the silvery birch and the coal-black pine, The herd by the forest edge found! Is there in the world a happier lot Than this one that I from my ancestors got? At dawn I ride on my round. The gains of the mart are cast off by my hand: There gleams a plough in Thuringian land, That goes through mine own ground! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAIRY TALE by BORRIES FREIHERR VON MUNCHHAUSEN NINON! QUE FAIS-TU DE LA VIW? by BORRIES FREIHERR VON MUNCHHAUSEN WHITE LILACS by BORRIES FREIHERR VON MUNCHHAUSEN THE RHODORA: ON BEING ASKED, WHENCE IS THE FLOWER? by RALPH WALDO EMERSON THE ISLAND OF THE SCOTS by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE HOME-COMING by KATHARINE LEE BATES A PASSSGE TO ITALY by WILLIAM ROSE BENET LOST LOVE'S FLIGHT by DONN BORING HEY FOR A LASS WI' A TOCHER by ROBERT BURNS |
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