Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HAIR CLOTH, by MARTHA HALE SHACKFORD First Line: I wear no hair cloth next my flesh Last Line: Who with the saints belong. Subject(s): Wellesley College | ||||||||
I WEAR no hair cloth next my flesh, I do not need it there: I say no penitential psalms, Nor bend my knees in prayer. The scourge that stings me with its lash Is measureless and strong: It is my distance from their lives Who with the saints belong. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON AN OXFORD GARDEN by MARTHA HALE SHACKFORD |
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