our anthology of poems
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OUR ANTHOLOGY OF OUR ANTHOLOGY OF POEMSPOEMS
By Sofía Piotto andBy Sofía Piotto and
Marina RobledoMarina Robledo
THE BATTLE OF FINNSBURHTHE BATTLE OF FINNSBURH
'... ...gables burning?'
Then proclaimed Hnaef, the battle-young king:
'This is not the eastern dawn nor is a dragon flying here
nor here does this hall's gables burn.
But here they bear forth, birds screech,
the grey-coated wolf bays, the war-wood clashes,
the shield answers the shaft. Now the moon shines,wandering under the clouds; now woe-deeds come to pass
which this people's hatred desires to fulfil.
ROMEO AND JULIETROMEO AND JULIETBY ShakespeareBY Shakespeare
Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
ANNABEL LEEANNABEL LEEBy Edgar Allan PoeBy Edgar Allan Poe
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love
I and my Annabel Lee
With a love that the wingéd seraphs in Heaven
Coveted her and me.