Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ANNE BOLEYN O'SHAUGENNESY, by RUTH CRARY CLOUGH Last Line: The soul of anne boleyn. Subject(s): Soul | ||||||||
Anne Boleyn O'Shaugennesy Bent over her laundry-tub. Her red, rheumatic hands gave one Decisive, final rub. But O! the fierce blue blood of kings Pounded hard within, And there looked out from tired eyes The soul of Anne Boleyn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRUEL FALCON by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE WHOLE SOUL by PHILIP LEVINE I KNOW MY SOUL by CLAUDE MCKAY HONORING THE SAND; IN MEMORY OF JOSEPH CAMPBELL by ROBERT BLY THE CHINESE PEAKS; FOR DONALD HALL by ROBERT BLY THE LIFE OF TOWNS: TOWN OF THE EXHUMATION by ANNE CARSON THIS, THY DAY by RUTH CRARY CLOUGH |
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