Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Come with the summer leaves, love, to my grave Last Line: The love I loved you with and left unsaid. Subject(s): Love - Loss Of | ||||||||
COME with the summer leaves, love, to my grave, And, if you doubt among the quiet dead, Choose out that mound where greenest grasses wave And where the flowers grow thickest and most red. Come in the morning while the dews of night, Which are fair Nature's tears in darkness shed, Rim the sad petals nor are garnered quite, Like my lost hopes untimely harvested. Come to my graveah gather, love, those flowers! Out of my heart they grow for your dear head. These are its songs unwritten and all yours, The love I loved you with and left unsaid. | 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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