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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPROUTING BOARD, by AL-ISRA'ILI First Line: Your cheeks were oh how fair Last Line: Reveals its wick is black. | |||
Your cheeks were oh how fair, How full of glowing grace Until that sprouted there, Your beauty to deface. And then your cheeks became A candle that, alack Extinguishing its flame, Reveals its wick is black. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAPUT MORTUUM by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THERE IS NO DEATH by JOHN LUCKEY MCCREERY ROLL-CALL by NATHANIEL GRAHAM SHEPHERD WHITE FIELDS by JAMES STEPHENS LOCKSLEY HALL by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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