Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NIGHT, by AL-LISS First Line: I make complaint incessantly Last Line: When thou admittest me too brief. | ||||||||
I make complaint incessantly Against the nights I pass in grief, Too long when thou repellest me, When thou admittest me too brief. | Other Poems of Interest...THE NINE LITTLE GOBLINS by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY THE CITY DEAD-HOUSE by WALT WHITMAN RETURN by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE TRUIMPH OF ART by JOSEPHINE TURCK BAKER OCTOBER by MARIE DAVIES WARREN BECKNER THE FLYING WORDS by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP |
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