Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FATE, by IBN ABDUN First Line: May allah pardon us Last Line: We gather to our doom. Subject(s): Fate; Destiny | ||||||||
May Allah pardon us Our stumblings! Treacherous The hand of Fortune proved, The nights we laughed and loved. Fate flatters to deceive, Rejoices but to grieve; A serpent's in the bloom-- We gather to our doom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ATTEMPTING TO ANSWER DAVID IGNATOW'S QUESTION by ROBERT BLY FROST AND HIS ENEMIES by ROBERT BLY THE WORLDS IN THIS WORLD by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM DOMESDAY BOOK: FINDING OF THE BODY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS WE COME BACK by KENNETH REXROTH THE WAKING (2) by THEODORE ROETHKE |
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