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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GODODDIN: CONAN, by ANEIRIN Poet Analysis First Line: Conan's name, my lay, rehearse Last Line: The crimson harvest of the foe. Alternate Author Name(s): Aneurin; Neirin | |||
CONAN's name, my lay, rehearse, Build to him the lofty verse, Sacred tribute of the bard, Verse, the hero's sole reward. As the flame's devouring force; As the whirlwind in its course; As the thunder's fiery stroke, Glancing on the shiver'd oak; Did the sword of Conan mow The crimson harvest of the foe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GODODDIN: THE DEATH OF HOEL by ANEIRIN THE MOUNT OF OLIVES, SELECTION by ANEIRIN SONNET (ON RECEIVING A LETTER INFORMING ME OF THE BIRTH OF A SON) by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO JOHN DONNE (2) by BEN JONSON UPON A SPIDER CATCHING A FLY by EDWARD TAYLOR THE DEATH OF THE OLD YEAR by ALFRED TENNYSON THE TWO MASKS by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH MY NATIVE LAND by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS PSALM 51 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |
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