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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOON OF GRACE, by AL-JAZZAR First Line: Neath the hood and cape Last Line: Harbour musk divine. | |||
Neath the hood and cape That his beauty drape Shines my moon of grace: 'Ye who love forsake' Cry his charms, 'O take Me to your embrace!' If his garments seem Coarse, and if ye deem He is meanly clad, Yet recall the rose: Stemmed on thorns, it glows Beautiful and glad. Recollect the pitch Black and brutal, which Crowns the precious wine, And remember how Boxes cheap enow Harbour musk divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CALL TO THE COLORS by ARTHUR GUITERMAN KIT CARSON'S RIDE by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER EDEN BOWER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI THE TWO TREES by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS PROFITABLE THINGS by WILLIAM ROSE BENET SEA LAVENDER by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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