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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HOLIDAY, by GERTRUDE LEE WHEELER First Line: One day I chose to be queen of the may Last Line: For to each child god gives one holiday. | |||
One day I chose to be Queen of the May, My leaden world turned golden and gay. I loosed the bond that held me tight, I danced with unalloyed delight. With trembling hands I seized the cup of bliss And drained its dregs with one long rapturous kiss. I can't recall one single word I said; I know not where my buoyant feet were led. But if I yielded to this lure, The path was straight, the kiss was pure. No scar remains from this glad day in May, For to each child God gives one holiday. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHERE A ROMAN VILLA STOOD, ABOVE FREIBURG' by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE AN ANATOMY OF THE WORLD: THE FIRST ANNIVERSARY by JOHN DONNE ST. ISAAC'S CHURCH, PETROGRAD by CLAUDE MCKAY BLACK AND BLUE EYES by THOMAS MOORE THE GRAVE OF SHELLEY by OSCAR WILDE VERSES ON MRS. ROWE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD QUATORZAINS: 7. ANOTHER FANTASTIC SIMILE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |
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