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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 40. FAREWELL TO JULIET (2), by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis strange we are thus parted, not by death Last Line: Of love betrayed and faith's apostasy. | |||
'Tis strange we are thus parted, not by death Or man's device, but by our own mad will, We who have stood together on life's path Through half a youth of good repute and ill, Friends more than lovers. See, Love's citadel We held so stoutly 'gainst a world in arms Lies all dismantled now, a sight to fill The Earth with lamentations and alarms. Whose was the fault? I dare not ask nor say. If there was treachery, 'tis best untold. The price of treason we receive to-day Is paid to both of us in evil gold. Ay, take thy bitter freedom. 'Tis the fee Of love betrayed and faith's apostasy. | 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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