Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 1, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Care killed a cat, and I have cares at home Last Line: All but my pride, which goes companionless. | ||||||||
CARE killed a cat, and I have cares at home, Which vex me nightly and disturb my bed. The things I love have all grown wearisome; The things that loved me are estranged or dead. I have a house most fair, but tenanted With shadows only, gardens of tall trees, Fenced in and made secure from every dread But this one terror, my soul's lack of ease. I have much wealth of pleasure, horse and hound, Woods broad for sport, and fields that are my own, With neighbours of good cheer to greet me round, And servants tried by whom my will is done. Here all things live at peace in this dear place, All but my pride, which goes companionless. | 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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