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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIGHTS OUT, by AMY CHARLOT First Line: The lights are out Last Line: On her quiescent lap. | |||
The lights are out; My toil-worn little house Sits quietly, with folded hands, Holding tomorrow's tasks On her quiescent lap. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STALKING LEMURS by KAREN SWENSON THE PRAIRIES by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT THE BRIDGE: 7. THE TUNNEL by HAROLD HART CRANE DARBY AND JOAN by FREDERIC EDWARD WEATHERLY VILLANELLE OF CITY AND COUNTRY by ZOE AKINS THE NEW JERUSALEM by AUGUSTINE |
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