Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 43. FAREWELL TO JULIET (5), by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I do not love you. To have said this once Last Line: Which we do well to weep and weep again! | ||||||||
I do not love you. To have said this once Had seemed to both of us a monstrous lie, An idle boast, love's last extravagance Or the mere paradox of vanity. Now it is true and yet more hideously More strangely monstrous. I, no less than you, Here own at length the worm which cannot die, The burden of a pain for ever new. This is the "pang of loss," the bitterest Which Hell can give. We are shut out from Heaven And never more shall look upon Love's face, Being with those who perish unforgiven. Never to see Love's face! Ah, pain in pain, Which we do well to weep and weep again! | 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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