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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PREACHER, by AL-MAHDI First Line: Their shoulders you shook Last Line: Not to cut with your own? | |||
Their shoulders you shook When they parted; but they Completely forsook You, when you went away. Fine lessons you teach, But yourself do not school; Grand sermons you preach, And remain still a fool. How long will you whet Others' swords on your stone, Continuing yet Not to cut with your own? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY, AT ST. PAUL'S WITHOUT A MONUMENT ... by EDWARD HERBERT THE OLD CHURCHYARD OF BONCHURCH by PHILIP BOURKE MARSTON TO HELEN (1) by EDGAR ALLAN POE A CHILD TO HIS SICK GRANDFATHER by JOANNA BAILLIE ON A SMALL DOG by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TAKE YOUR CHOICE: AND PERHAPS GELETT BURGESS by BERTON BRALEY |
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