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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LEGACIES, by AGNES ETHELWYN WETHERALD First Line: Unto my friends I give my thoughts Last Line: Turn it into a flower. Alternate Author Name(s): Wetherald, Ethelwyn | |||
Unto my friends I give my thoughts, Unto my God my soul, Unto my foe I leave my love— These are of life the whole. Nay, there is something—a trifle—left; Who shall receive this dower? See, Earth Mother, a handful of dust— Turn it into a flower. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INDIGO BIRD by AGNES ETHELWYN WETHERALD THE SNOW-STORM by AGNES ETHELWYN WETHERALD THE WIND OF DEATH by AGNES ETHELWYN WETHERALD TO FEBRUARY by AGNES ETHELWYN WETHERALD ODE INSCRIBED TO W.H. CHANNING by RALPH WALDO EMERSON ON HEARING OF INTENTION .. TO PURCHASE THE POET'S FREEDOM by GEORGE MOSES HORTON FATHER, THY WILL BE DONE by SARAH FLOWER ADAMS EPITAPH; INSCRIPTION FOR A MONUMENT ERECTED BY GENTLEMAN FOR HIS LADY by JAMES BEATTIE |
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