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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT THE RACE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: She wore a little knot of blue Last Line: My blood is blue Subject(s): Love | |||
SHE wore a little knot of blue, He waved a flag of red; With all her heart she would be true To Yale -- she said. And as she spoke a dainty flush Gave token of her pride; He thought the crimson of her blush Her words belied. So while he watched her blushes start -- "Deny it if you will, Your blood -- yes, even in your heart -- Is crimson still." She turned and spoke, her voice was low, And yet it pierced him through -- "Sir, pardon me, I'd have you know My blood is blue!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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