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A Ballad Of Boding

Rating: 4.9

There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams;
What seems is not always as it seems.

I looked out of my window in the sweet new morning,
And there I saw three barges of manifold adorning
Went sailing toward the East:
The first had sails like fire,
The next like glittering wire,
But sackcloth were the sails of the least;
And all the crews made music, and two had spread a feast.

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A stunning elegance in Christina Georgina Rossetti's style. Comparable to no less than Coleridge. But why the heck did you rewrite her poem, using american middle-west redneck spelling like labored instead of laboured and clamor instead of clamour. It is a ridiculous idea to re-spell the text of a poet from Victorian England.

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Kayode Are 22 April 2017

An intriguing tale in verse. Imaginative portrayal of 'what seems is not always as it seems'. I like the mix of human emotions with distemper of natural elements.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 22 April 2017

Sweet new morning.... thanks for posting....

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 December 2014

Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.

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