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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GODODDIN: CONAN, by ANEIRIN Poet Analysis First Line: Conan's name, my lay, rehearse Last Line: The crimson harvest of the foe. Alternate Author Name(s): Aneurin; Neirin | |||
CONAN's name, my lay, rehearse, Build to him the lofty verse, Sacred tribute of the bard, Verse, the hero's sole reward. As the flame's devouring force; As the whirlwind in its course; As the thunder's fiery stroke, Glancing on the shiver'd oak; Did the sword of Conan mow The crimson harvest of the foe. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GODODDIN: THE DEATH OF HOEL by ANEIRIN THE MOUNT OF OLIVES, SELECTION by ANEIRIN THE IMPORTANCE OF GREEN by JAMES GALVIN NURSE'S SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE ENCHANTMENT by THOMAS OTWAY AT LAST by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER STEAMBOATS, VIADUCTS, AND RAILWAYS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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