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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEANSTALK, by MARY ANN WATERS
First Line: For an hour, then more, jack climbed steadily
Last Line: For what he found up there?
First Line: For an hour, then more, jack climbed steadily
Last Line: For what he found up there?
Other Poems of Interest...
WAR IS KIND: 1 by STEPHEN CRANE
HAARLEM HEIGHTS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN
EPITAPH FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY, AT ST. PAUL'S WITHOUT A MONUMENT ... by EDWARD HERBERT
TO DIANEME (1) by ROBERT HERRICK