Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: To her whose name Last Line: To be no less to me my sweetest soul and friend. Subject(s): Love - Loss Of | ||||||||
To her whose name, With its sweet sibilant sound like sudden showers Splashing the grass and flowers, Hath set my April heart aflame; To her whose face, The flower and crown of all created things, Dearer than even Spring's, Hath been to me a sacrament of grace; Whose luminous mind, Stored with all gladness of the earth and sky, Hath lightened my sad eye And made it wise in love which erst was blind; Whose voice of pleasure, Calling to joys as a blithe wedding bell When ringers ring it well, Hath tuned my soul to its own happy measure; Whose blessed hand, With its white mystery of fingers five, Each one a soul alive, Hath taught me truths no angels understand; Whose arms within, Should she once clasp me to her very heart, God knoweth we should not part But live for aye in Heaven's own bliss divine; To her, alas, Who is so near, yet standeth still so far, Seeing the mortal bar Betwixt us ever which we cannot pass, These lines I send With my heart's tears to-night beseeching her, Of her dear love more dear, To be no less to me my sweetest soul and friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROSE AND MURRAY by CONRAD AIKEN THOUGH WE NO LONGER POSSESS IT by MARK JARMAN THE GLORY OF THE DAY WAS IN HER FACE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LOVE COME AND GONE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 28 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 33 by JAMES JOYCE A SCOTCH SONG by JOANNA BAILLIE 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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