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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GUERDON, by JOHN JAMES PIATT First Line: To the quick brow fame grudges her best wreath Last Line: Lo, her choice crown -- its flowers are also stone. | |||
To the quick brow Fame grudges her best wreath While the quick heart to enjoy it throbs beneath: On the dead forehead's sculptured marble shown, Lo, her choice crown -- its flowers are also stone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DEAR PRESIDENT by JOHN JAMES PIATT LEAVES AT MY WINDOW by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE CHILD IN THE STREET by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE LOST GENIUS by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE MOWER IN OHIO by JOHN JAMES PIATT THE ROSE AND THE ROOT by JOHN JAMES PIATT TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN by JOHN JAMES PIATT TORCH-LIGHT IN AUTUM by JOHN JAMES PIATT |
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