Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WISHES, by ANONYMOUS First Line: O that a lovely lyre were I Last Line: To shrive her soul to purify Subject(s): Wishes | ||||||||
OTHAT a lovely lyre were I, Fashioned all of ivory, And lovely youths would bear me by To the Bacchic revelry! O that a lovely cup were I, Virgin-gold made perfectly, That a lovely dame might lift me high To shrive her soul to purity! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...O TO BE A DRAGON by MARIANNE MOORE FOUNTAIN IN AVIGNON by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE HOUR BETWEEN DOG AND WOLF: 1. THE GOOD OGRE'S BEARD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR I WANT THIS CORNER EMPTY (PERSEPHONE SPEAKING)' by JULIE CARR THE THREE WISHES by BILLY COLLINS A-WISHING WELL by ROBERT FROST TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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