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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 34. REMINDING HER OF A PROMISE (1), by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, juliet, we have quarrelled with our fate Last Line: Because our joy was new, and called it pain. | |||
Oh, Juliet, we have quarrelled with our fate, And fate has struck us. Wherefore do we cry? We prayed for liberty, and now too late Find liberty is this, to say "good-bye." The Winter which we loved not has gone by, And Spring is come. The gardens, which were bare When we first wandered through them, you and I, The prisoners of our own vain wishes, are Now full of golden flowers. The very lane Down to the sea is green. The cactus hedge We saw cut down has sprouted new again, And swallows have their nests on the cliff's edge Where we so often sat and dared complain Because our joy was new, and called it pain. | 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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