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Monday, September 24, 2012

Neath This Tall Pine

Rating: 5.0
Neath this tall pine,
That to the zephyr sways and murmurs low,
Mayst thou recline,
While near thee cooling waters flow.
This flute of mine
Shall pipe the softest song it knows to sing,
And to thy charmèd eyelids sleep will bring.
Plato
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COMMENTS
Finn O’Neill 13 November 2018
A short yet thoughtful poem. Thank you to the people at PoemHunter for delivering their attention to it.
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Dylan Price 05 October 2018
Harold, I appreciate your intellectual comment! The latent truths provided by Plato are finally revealed to me! Thank you so much for your insight :)
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Harold Muller 04 October 2018
yo this poem is litty
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