Friday, January 3, 2003

The Castle Comments

Rating: 3.5

All through that summer at ease we lay,
And daily from the turret wall
We watched the mowers in the hay
And the enemy half a mile away

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Edwin Muir
COMMENTS
Mishu 14 June 2021

Good

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Suresh R V 05 November 2020

Excellent, Heart touching Poem in this regard

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Naveen 28 August 2019

Good poet

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Sharmi 22 June 2019

Tq for your information

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Glen Kappy 20 August 2017

And so so much in this world is sold. -GK

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Anil Kumar Panda 20 August 2017

This nice poetry. Thanks for sharing.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 20 August 2017

We could do nothing, being sold; Our only enemy was gold, And we had no arms to fight it with. It is a great poem showing your artistic skills. 10 for the sharing of the poem.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 20 August 2017

Such an interesting piece of poetry...... thank you so much for sharing....

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Liza Sudina 20 August 2017

Our only enemy was gold. And probably someone's passion to it.

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Edward Kofi Louis 20 August 2017

At ease we lay! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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