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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
COAT OF MAIL, by ASA THE BLIND First Line: That mighty smith, the wind Last Line: Rivets the forged chain. | |||
That mighty smith, the wind Is at his task assigned; The smooth river crinkles, Hammered into wrinkles. Ring by ring The mail is fashioning; Nail by nail the rain Rivets the forged chain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FREEDOM AND LOVE by THOMAS CAMPBELL CATAWBA WINE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MEMORY by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SUMMER'S JOE by PATRICK JOHN MCALISTER ANDERSON A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 31 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT MY KATE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |
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