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DORMANT HOUR, by BYRON CHEW First Line: For a little while I am content to let time rule me Last Line: Defies my strength. | ||||||||
For a little while I am content to let time rule me. The crying of summer has ceased and the days in slow procession, go like tired monks up the steps to the monastery. Rest is good, and the quiet hours refresh me; but even now the barren fields cry out and mock my useless meditations while the waiting harrow defies my strength. | Other Poems of Interest...WHEN I RISE UP by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON MY THIRTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 156 by PETRARCH EPISTLE TO ROBERT, EARL OF OXFORD, AND EARL MORTIMER by ALEXANDER POPE THE WORLD (1) by HENRY VAUGHAN |
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