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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HE MAKES AN END, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: What shall I tell you, dear, who have told all Last Line: Framing your face, the last before love went. | |||
WHAT shall I tell you, dear, who have told all, What do, whose wish, whose will is manacled, What dare, whose duty at your festival Is but to light the candles round Love's bed? How can I sing to you uncomforted By any crumb of kindness Joy lets fall? Unsexed am I by service, heart and head. Nay, let me sleep and turn me to the wall. —Alas there is a day when all joy dies, Through stress of time and tears' thin nourishment And that dumb peace of Age which veils the end. Here am I come, and here I close my eyes, With what I may of dreams (they naught portend), Framing your face, the last before Love went. | 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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