Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HER WINSOME SMILE, by HARRY KEISER MUNROE First Line: Her winsome smile! It beams on me Last Line: Her winsome smile. Subject(s): Smiles | ||||||||
HER winsome smile! It beams on me From where the choir makes melody, Behind the parson; maid demure, Her witching eyes my thoughts allure, Although, in church, this should not be. Pale Luna's light, the dimpling sea, Are very taking, I'll agree; But to her smile all else is poor -- Her winsome smile. The preacher, in a mournful key, Shoves on the Year of Jubilee, Shows present times without a cure, With pessimistic portraiture -- His back is turned, he cannot see Her winsome smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ANGEL'S WHISPER by SAMUEL LOVER SONG OF THREE SMILES by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN COMPENSATIONS by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER MEARY'S SMILE by WILLIAM BARNES THE LAUGHING WOMAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET LOVE IN EXILE 2: 4 by MATHILDE BLIND THE UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE by JAMES GALVIN TO SAMUEL COLERIDGE UPON HEARING HIS 'SOME I FEEL LIKE A MOTHERLESS..' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |
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