Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEEPS, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I ask but little; and I ask far more Last Line: And with those red lips peace herself have smiled. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund | ||||||||
I ASK but little; and I ask far more Than aught but infinite love and mind could give; Sometimes to steal away as heretofore Where a small stream and slender willows live. The shed leaves glide begolden to that stream Held in a pool, like music in the breast; As those leaves sink, there sinks my life adream, So cool-delaying, darkening down to rest. And more I ask, and mine it is -- to see Sweet faces that are part apart of me, The red-lipped mystery of a smiling child, Where I may ponder till the charm have won Past-pondering deeps, untimed by the stern sun, And with those red lips Peace herself have smiled. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOREFATHERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SOLUTIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE GIANT PUFFBALL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE MIDNIGHT SKATERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 11TH R.S.R. by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 1916 SEEN FROM 1921 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A 'FIRST IMPRESSION': TOKYO by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BRIDGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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