Classic and Contemporary Poetry
POUR QUI SAIT ATTENDRE, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: All things, they say, come home to those that wait Last Line: In thanks to heaven, who did not wait to kiss? Subject(s): Love - Nature Of; Patience | ||||||||
ALL things, they say, come home to those that wait, Riches, power, fame, lost fortune, hope deferred, Health to our friends, ill hap to those we hate, Even love, that glorious paradisal bird, The woman unattained, whose thought has stirred Desire to its last chord importunate; All shall be ours (so runs the common word) If but our patience lag not on our fate. O, indigent consoling, even if true! Crumbs for the hungry, who thus fasting live And die deceived in impotence of bliss! And we, the god-like fortune-favoured few, Full dowered of joy? What ransom shall we give, In thanks to Heaven, who did not wait to kiss? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GOD WAITS FOR THE WANDERING WORLD by LUCILLE CLIFTON 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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