Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NATALIA'S RESURRECTION: 23, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: But, when the church was hushed in the night wind Last Line: "answered his prayer, ""beloved, it is I." | ||||||||
But, when the church was hushed in the night wind, And all were gone who might his zeal disclaim, Or hinder the firm purpose of his mind, A silent man among the tombs he came, Stooping to listen if so be some sound Of living thing with speech or power to breathe Should issuant be from the dark underground, And last to hers. There on that home of death He kneeled him down and called aloud to her, "Natalia, O Natalia, my beloved, Am I not here thy soul's petitioner Whom thou so lovedst?" And around him moved The phantoms of the night. And the wind's sigh Answered his prayer, "Beloved, it is I." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 112. GIBRALTAR by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 55. ST. VALENTINE'S DAY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 60. FAREWELL TO JULIET (9) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 88. A DAY IN SUSSEX by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE OLD SQUIRE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A BALLAD OF THE HEATHER by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A CHAUNT IN PRAISE by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT A CUCKOO SONG by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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