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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG OF MY SOUL, by CAMILLE DU BARRY First Line: As viking bold, I rode on the crest Last Line: That scorns convention's putrid toll. Subject(s): Roads; Vikings; Paths; Trails | |||
As Viking bold, I rode on the crest; The wrath of storms was added zest. Today I own no ship that is fleet, Yet try to make my life complete. When clouds are low and hurriedly sail I bare my breast to the stormy gale. The lashing rain that falls on my face Recalls the joys of thrilling race. Today's conventions hamper my will, But inner flames they never kill. As gypsy maid must follow the trail, I long ever onward to sail; And face this life with mutinous soul That scorns convention's putrid toll. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HE FINDS THE MANSION by JAMES MCMICHAEL BY DIFFERENT PATHS by MARVIN BELL DRIVING HOME by MADELINE DEFREES ART IS PARALLEL TO NATURE by CLARENCE MAJOR HIGHWAY 2, ILLINOIS by LISEL MUELLER |
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