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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CYCLE, by ELIZABETH MAYER First Line: Fertile the field Last Line: White the bread. | |||
Fertile the field Where blood was shed; Tall the grain In the warrior's bed; On the war-lord's table White the bread. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WE LOVE TO SUFFER by ELIZABETH MAYER SORROW SINGERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO EMILIE BIGELOW HAPGOOD - PHILANTHROPIST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SWORD AND THE SICKLE by WILLIAM BLAKE A CHILD'S THOUGHT OF GOD by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO GERMANY by CHARLES HAMILTON SORLEY THE SALZBURG CHIMES by HENRY ALFORD A SONNET. OF LOVE by PHILIP AYRES |
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