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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CONQUEST, by WALTER HERRIES POLLOCK First Line: I found him openly wearing her token Last Line: He swore by the rood that he had not lied. | |||
I FOUND him openly wearing her token; I knew that her troth could never be broken; I laid my hand on the hilt of my sword, -- He did the same, and he spoke no word; I faced him with his villainy; He laughed, and said, "She gave it me." We searched for seconds, they soon were found; They measured our swords; they measured the ground; They held to the deadly work too fast; They thought to gain our place at last. We fought in the sheen of a wintry wood; The fair white snow was red with his blood; But his was the victory, for, as he died, He swore by the rood that he had not lied. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FATHER FRANCIS by WALTER HERRIES POLLOCK CONTRA MORTEM: THE CHILD by HAYDEN CARRUTH AN INSINCERE WISH ADDRESSED TO A BEGGAR by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE A THOUGHT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SONNET: 19. ON HIS BLINDNESS by JOHN MILTON ELOISA TO ABELARD by ALEXANDER POPE SONNET: 8 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |
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