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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GARDEN, by AL-NASHSHAR First Line: O you, who chide my passion Last Line: Pale marguerite. | |||
O you, who chide my passion In so cruel fashion, When may I hope release From love, and peace? Between her cheeks and gleaming Lips a mole lies dreaming, A negro who at dawn Surveys the lawn. Bewildered which to gather, Whether he would rather The roses, or the sweet Pale marguerite. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PISCATAQUA RIVER by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH IN THE MORNING by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS [JANUARY 8, 1815] by THOMAS DUNN ENGLISH OH! BLAME NOT THE BARD by THOMAS MOORE DICK, A MAGGOT by JONATHAN SWIFT BARS FIGHT, AUGUST 28, 1746 by LUCY TERRY THE RAZOR-SELLER by JOHN WOLCOTT |
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