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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GLANCE, by IBN IYAD First Line: Her glance denied to me Last Line: The second, my sad sighs. | |||
Her glance denied to me It acted vengefully: Was ever bright sword seen Without its edge was keen? And so, when I descried How she contrived to hide And strict seclusion kept Behind the tears I wept, I flaunted to my love My river and my dove-- The first, my weeping eyes, The second, my sad sighs. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: HENRY BAKER, AT NEW YORK by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DON JUAN IN HELL by CHARLES BAUDELAIRE THE POLAR QUEST by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON A VISION UPON [THIS CONCEIT] OF THE FAERIE QUEENE (2) by WALTER RALEIGH THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM by HENRY KIRKE WHITE THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 60. THE TRIUMPH OF LOVE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT STILL LIFE by ANNE MILLAY BREMER |
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