Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FIR TIP JELLY, by INGRID DARLENE WENDT First Line: In spring, when the tips of each branch bristle | ||||||||
Other Poems of Interest...THE PROSPECT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING SWEET STAY-AT-HOME by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES FAUST: SCENE 1. PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE EMBLEMS OF LOVE: 23. SOONER WOUNDED THAN CURED by PHILIP AYRES NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1643 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT HEY FOR A LASS WI' A TOCHER by ROBERT BURNS TIBBIE, I HAE SEEN THE DAY by ROBERT BURNS |
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