Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 4, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Should ever the day come when this drear world Last Line: For pardon from my wronged ones, I must die. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
Should ever the day come when this drear world Shall read the secret which so close I hold, Should taunts and jeers at my bowed head be hurled, And all my love and all my shame be told, I could not, as some doughtier women do, Fling jests and gold and live the scandal down, Nor, knowing all fame's bruitings to be true, Keep a proud face and brave the talk of town. I have no courage for such tricks and ways, No wish to flaunt a once well-honoured name. I have too dear a thought of earlier days, Too deep a dread of my deserved shame. So, when it comes, with one last suppliant cry For pardon from my wronged ones, I must die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 50 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT 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 |
|