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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CAMOMILE, by AL-BUQAIRA First Line: When first we parted, she Last Line: Produce this camomile?' | |||
When first we parted, she Wept unrestrainedly; Fate repenting yet, In after time we met. When she was at my side, 'Did those rains' I cried (Seeing her sweetly smile) 'Produce this camomile?' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NIGHTINGALE by PAUL VERLAINE ON MY THIRTY-THIRD BIRTHDAY by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE ANGELUS; HEARD AT THE MISSION DOLORES IN SAN FRANCISCO, 1868 by FRANCIS BRET HARTE THE BATTLE OF CHARLESTON HARBOR by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 49. WILLOWWOOD (1) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE MOTHER-FAITH by EVERARD JACK APPLETON A CHRISTMAS CAMP ON THE SAN GABR'EL by AMELIA EDITH HUDDLESTON BARR |
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