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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MOON OF GRACE, by AL-JAZZAR First Line: Neath the hood and cape Last Line: Harbour musk divine. | |||
Neath the hood and cape That his beauty drape Shines my moon of grace: 'Ye who love forsake' Cry his charms, 'O take Me to your embrace!' If his garments seem Coarse, and if ye deem He is meanly clad, Yet recall the rose: Stemmed on thorns, it glows Beautiful and glad. Recollect the pitch Black and brutal, which Crowns the precious wine, And remember how Boxes cheap enow Harbour musk divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEGGY, FR. THE GENTLE SHEPHERD by ALLAN RAMSAY TO THE UNIMPLORED BELOVED by EDWARD SHANKS ICHABOD by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 1 by MARK AKENSIDE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 45 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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