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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INCONTINENCE, by VERNON L. SMITH First Line: Straight lies the path before me Last Line: How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | |||
Straight lies the path before me, And O it is so plain! Should I forsake it but a step two hearts would suffer pain. Sweet, sweet are stolen waters! And yet -- and yet a grief Stabs deeply and a lasting scar is heart-worn by a thief! Never my step will falter -- But O you'll never know How I sigh for the little winding way where red, red roses blow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEN AND NOW by CECIL DAY LEWIS OFFERING by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE [EXCELLENT] BALLADE OF CHARITIE by THOMAS CHATTERTON CHARITAS NIMIA; OR THE DEAR BARGAIN by RICHARD CRASHAW CHRISTMAS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR DO YOU FEAR THE WIND? by HAMLIN GARLAND THE USE OF FLOWERS by MARY HOWITT THE NEGRO SPEAKS OF RIVERS by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES |
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