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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASHES, by CATHERINE BRADSHAW First Line: The roaring fury of the flaming darts Last Line: A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | |||
The roaring fury of the flaming darts That vainly leap to stretch into the sky Hurl forth thick clouds of acrid smoke in wrath To rise as towering columns in the blue. A moment: neither flame nor smoke remains. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAD WIND by CATHERINE BRADSHAW GOAL by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TIME, REAL AND IMAGINARY; AN ALLEGORY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE BARCLAY OF URY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER MUSIC; AND THE SAVAGE BREAST by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS WHAT SAID THE LITTLE ADMIRAL? by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE DEVIL'S DICTIONARY, SELECTION by AMBROSE BIERCE THE OLD YEAR by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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