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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EARLY PLEASURE, by IBN HAMDIS First Line: Rise up, rise up in haste Last Line: From every poppy's lip. | |||
Rise up, rise up in haste The dawn's delights to taste; Mount swiftly, shining boy, The fiery steed of joy. Make speed, before the sun Is risen, and begun The dewy wine to sip From every poppy's lip. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HIS SON, VINCENT CORBET, ON HIS THIRD BIRTHDAY by RICHARD CORBET LOVE'S APOTHEOSIS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR SESTINA OF THE TRAMP ROYAL by RUDYARD KIPLING SONG (10) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE END OF THE PLAY by WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY |
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