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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE POOR FARMER'S OFFERING, by APOLLONIDES First Line: I am old euphron, with no broad array Last Line: And take the first-fruits of my ampler store. | |||
IAM old Euphron, with no broad array Of arable, nor vineyards rich in wine; My ploughshare scrapes a bit of shallow clay, The juices of a grape or two are mine: Mite can but yield its mite. God, give me more, And take the first-fruits of my ampler store. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALEXANDER CRUMMELL - DEAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR TO A CYCLAMEN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR IN HONOR OF TAFFY TOPAZ by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY WHERE SHALL I DIE? by MARIA ABDY PERVERSITY by EVA K. ANGLESBURG WRITTEN ON THE DEATH OF OUR BELOVED GENERAL STONEWALL JACKSON by CAROLINE AUGUSTA BALL THE VIELD PATH by WILLIAM BARNES |
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