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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SINGER, by AL-BUQAIRA First Line: Did I aught else but utter Last Line: How then shall I sing? | |||
Did I aught else but utter The praises of your name, Well content to flutter In your tree of fame? If you now deny me The shelter of your wing, And no more stand by me, How then shall I sing? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN THE GLOVE AND THE LIONS by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT A LETTER FROM A GIRL TO HER OWN OLD AGE by ALICE MEYNELL LINES PLACED OVER A CHIMNEY-PIECE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD UNDER A THOUSAND WORDS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN MAXIMS FOR THE OLD HOUSE: THE PORCH by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH MASTER HUGUES OF SAXE-GOTHA by ROBERT BROWNING ODE TO MISS HOYLAND: MISS HOYLAND IS COY by THOMAS CHATTERTON |
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