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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ONCE IN A WAY, by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM First Line: On a ship's poop I'd like to lie, if I could have my way Last Line: Who always find myself at home in simple company. | |||
ON a ship's poop I'd like to lie, if I could have my way, With over it the weather-cloths, thumped loudly by the spray; A sputtering fire between two stones, edging it like a mound, A pot perched on them, boiling brisk, with bubbling empty sound; An unwashed cabin-boy to serve; for table I would make Use of some handy plank; maybe a game of give and take With sailors gossiping around . . . Lately this chanced to me, Who always find myself at home in simple company. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOONTIDE REST by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM THE OLD FERRYMAN by ANTIPHILUS OF BYZANTIUM CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH LUKE HAVERGAL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE BURDEN OF NINEVEH by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI EIGHTEEN SIXTY-ONE by WALT WHITMAN PRAYER FOR A BOY WITH A KITE by DOROTHY P. ALBAUGH HASSAN'S MUSIC by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH UNSEASONABLE SNOWS by ALFRED AUSTIN FRAGMENT by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 38 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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