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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INCONTINENCE, by VERNON L. SMITH First Line: Straight lies the path before me Last Line: How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | |||
Straight lies the path before me, And O it is so plain! Should I forsake it but a step two hearts would suffer pain. Sweet, sweet are stolen waters! And yet -- and yet a grief Stabs deeply and a lasting scar is heart-worn by a thief! Never my step will falter -- But O you'll never know How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SURFACES AND MASKS; 4 by CLARENCE MAJOR TONE PICTURE (MALIPIERO: IMPRESSONI DAL VERO) by JEAN STARR UNTERMEYER MY SWEET BROWN GAL by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE CRADLE SONG OF THE POOR by ADELAIDE ANNE PROCTER WHEN HELEN LIVED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONNET FROM JAPAN: 1. THE SPELL by ADELAIDE NICHOLS BAKER THE STEAM-ENGINE: CANTO 4: LORD STANHOPE'S STEAMER by T. BAKER |
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