Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HE WENT: THE MORNING TWINKLED DIM, by ANONYMOUS Last Line: Then I remembered he was dead Subject(s): Death; "dead, The; | ||||||||
He went: the morning twinkled dim; I woke, and lay a while abed Thinking what I would say to him. Then I remembered he was dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SITTING BULL IN SERBIA by WILLIAM JAY SMITH TO THE EXCELLENT ORINDA by PHILO PHILIPPA EPIGRAM OCCASIONED BY CIBBER'S VERSES IN PRAISE OF NASH: 1 by ALEXANDER POPE THE GIFT OF THE GODS by JOHN GODFREY SAXE TO CHRISTOPHER NORTH by ALFRED TENNYSON BEAU NASH by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER BEAU NASH AND THE ROMAN, OR THE TWO ERAS by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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