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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EXCUSES, by AL-ASAMM First Line: Forbear, my love Last Line: In mud and slime. | |||
Forbear, my love, To scold me so That I should rove In haunts so low. The meanest lair, Howe'er it stank, Would not impair My faith and rank. The sun, methinks, Still rules sublime, Although he sinks In mud and slime. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HEMP (A VIRGINIA LEGEND) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET MARSHALL WASHER by HAYDEN CARRUTH EPISODE OF HANDS by HAROLD HART CRANE RIDDLE: SEWING NEEDLE AND THREAD by MOTHER GOOSE A PRAIRIE SUNSET by WALT WHITMAN |
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