Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MANY ARE CALLED, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Many are called, dear heart, to happiness Last Line: Many are called by love, but few are chosen. Subject(s): Cupid; Hearts; Love; Eros | ||||||||
MANY are called, dear heart, to happiness, But few are chosen, even for a wild short year. Love calls us from our sleep, and we make stress To rise and greet him in a world austere With a sweet dawn, while blithe as chanticleer He carols his brave message, and we loosen The shutters of our grief to find him near. Many are called by Love, but few are chosen. Love's voice is truth. He speaks his messages In tones we dare not doubt, and we give ear As to a prophet of our wilderness, The glorious lord of a new hemisphere. And we run, we too, glorious, without fear, Like children on bright ice too thinly frozen, Gay to our doom. Ah me! The plunge was sheer. Many are called by Love, but few are chosen. Love chooses whom he will to ban or bless. My fate was a wild shepherd's on the drear Plains of wan hope, whose one-time shepherdess Was lost even in the winning, and whose cheer Has since been of the yellow leaf and sere, (Scorned is the rose-tree Time finds no last rose on) And silence claims him and the end is near. Many are called by Love, but few are chosen. Queen of my life! I do not love you less Because you choose not me to cast your woes on. It is enough for me you once said "Yes." Many are called by Love, but few are chosen. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MESSAGE FROM THE SLEEPER AT HELL'S MOUTH: 6. ONESELF AT HELL'S MOUTH by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER SONNET: O HUSBAND! by ANNE WALDMAN EROS by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES CLEOMENS, OR THE SPARTAN HERO: SONG by JOHN DRYDEN A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 5. HIS DISCOURSE WITH CUPID by BEN JONSON CUPID MISTAKEN by MATTHEW PRIOR DEATH AND CUPID; AN ALLEGORY by JOHN GODFREY SAXE 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 |
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