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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 24, ASKING FOR HER HEART (2), by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Give me thy soul, juliet, give me thy soul! Last Line: Hath held thee guiltless and thou art forgiven. | |||
Give me thy soul, Juliet, give me thy soul! I am a bitter sea, which drinketh in The sweetness of all waters, and so thine. Thou, like a river, pure and swift and full And freighted with the wealth of many lands, With hopes, and fears, and death and life, dost roll Against the troubled ocean of my sin. Thou doubtest not, though on these desert sands The billows surge against thee black with brine, Unwearied. For thy love is fixed and even And bears thee onward, and thy faith is whole. Though thou thyself shouldst sin, yet surely Heaven Hath held thee guiltless and thou art forgiven. | 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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