Tuesday, September 22, 2009

The Cup Of Sorrows Comments

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Give me no more, out of the urn-
Of life that wretched vintage to fill
My little cup, for it would still
My weary pulse: my senses burn;
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John Eliot
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Ernestine Northover 06 November 2009

Again a delightful piece of work, the flow is brilliant and it speaks to you so well. I enjoyed reading this very much. Well done. love Ernestine XXX

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Sayeed Abubakar 05 November 2009

Use of rhyme and rhythm has charmed me a lot. Thanks for your nicely written poem. _ Sayeed Abubakar

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