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The Kiss
(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

The Kiss

To these I turn, in these I trust;
Brother Lead and Sister Steel.
To his blind power I make appeal;
I guard her beauty clean from rust.

He spins and burns and loves the air,
And splits a skull to win my praise;
But up the nobly marching days
She glitters naked, cold and fair.

Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this;
That in good fury he may feel
The body where he sets his heel
Quail from your downward darting kiss.

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very disappointed with the poor reading of your poems Brother LEAD pronounced leed! ! ! ! ! ! Awful!
The first stanza is rhymed Abba. This type of rhyme scheme is structured in the Italian poem rhyme scheme pattern Good use of equal quatrain of three stanzas. SylvaOnyema Uba