Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PICTURE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: There's a face that haunts me ever Last Line: But till death that face shall greet me: / lydia pinkham is her name Subject(s): Obsessions | ||||||||
THERE's a face that haunts me ever, There are eyes mine always meet, As I read the morning paper, As I walk the crowded street. Ah! she knows not how I suffer; Here is now a world-wide fame; But till death that face shall greet me: Lydia Pinkham is her name. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHAT I KNOW OF MY MAN by WANDA COLEMAN RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 2 by ROBERT BROWNING RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 3 by ROBERT BROWNING RED COTTON NIGHT-CAP COUNTRY; OR, TURF AND TOWERS: PART 4 by ROBERT BROWNING NEUROSIS by CHARLES TRUEMAN LANHAM TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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