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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 VICAR OF WAKEFIELD: SONG by OLIVER GOLDSMITH THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW ESTRANGEMENT by WILLIAM WATSON THE EMPTY BOTTLE by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE MOURNING MOTHER by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING BANKS OF DEVON by ROBERT BURNS A POET by AMELIA JOSEPHINE BURR SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 64 by BLISS CARMAN |
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