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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REGNIER'S EPITAPH ON HIMSELF, by MATHURIN REGNIER Poet's Biography First Line: Without a thought I lived till now Last Line: On her have ne'er bestowed a thought. | |||
WITHOUT a thought I lived till now, Let my days slip I know not how, As Nature's easy lessons taught. And I am much astonished why Death deigns to think of me, since I On her have ne'er bestowed a thought. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIS OWN EPITAPH by MATHURIN REGNIER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: SARAH BROWN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FLUSH OR FAUNUS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING WINTER: MY SECRET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE HERO OF VIMY; AN INCIDENT OF THE GREAT WAR by BRENT DOW ALLINSON |
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