Classic and Contemporary Poetry
VALUES, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Till darkness lays a hand on these gray eyes Last Line: This sprig of green, in which an angel shows. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund | ||||||||
TILL darkness lays a hand on these gray eyes And out of man my ghost is sent alone, It is my chance to know that force and size Are nothing but by answered undertone. No beauty even of absolute perfection Dominates here -- the glance, the pause, the guess Must be my amulets of resurrection; Raindrops may murder, lightnings may caress. There I was tortured, but I cannot grieve; There crowned and palaced -- visibles deceive. That storm of belfried cities in my mind Leaves me my vespers cool and eglantined. From love's wide-flowering mountain-side I chose This sprig of green, in which an angel shows. | 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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