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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 36. FEAR HAS CAST OUT LOVE, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis not that love is less or sorrow more Last Line: And we are withered with the wrath of god. | |||
'Tis not that love is less or sorrow more Than in the days when first these things began. Even then you doubted, and our hearts were sore And you rebelled because I was a man. Even then you fought and wrestled with my plan Of earthly bliss. What bitter anguish too When at the hour decreed our passion ran Out of our keeping and love claimed its due! 'Tis not love's fault we part, or grief's. Alas, One mightier now compels us with His nod. The fire of Heaven has touched us, and we pass From pleasure's chastenings to a fiercer rod; And fear has cast out love, for flesh is grass And we are withered with the wrath of God. | 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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