The Vine had struck a fibre; which about If clings my Being--let the Dervish flout: Of my Base metal may be filed a Key That shall unlock the Door he howls without. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE EXPOSED NEST by ROBERT FROST ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 115 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE RAZOR-SELLER by JOHN WOLCOTT BEGGAR TO BEGGAR CRIED by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 18. TO THE HON. FRANCIS EARL OF HUNTINGDON by MARK AKENSIDE PSALM 43. JUDICA ME DEUS by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: FAREWELL DARK by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |