Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
Wilfrid Scawen Blunt Poems
- Gibraltar SEVEN weeks of sea, and twice seven days of storm ...
- Laughter And Death THERE is no laughter in the natural world ...
- St. Valentine's Day TO-DAY, all day, I rode upon the down, ...
- A Love Secret Love has its secrets, joy has its ...
- A Dream Of Good To do some little good before I die; To wake...
- Glad Bird, I Do Bewail Thee Glad bird, I do bewail thee, Thy...
- With Esther HE who has once been happy is for aye ...
Second son of Francis Blunt and born into an old Sussex family. When he was eighteen he entered the British diplomatic corps and he worked in Athens, Constantinople, Frankfort, Lisbon, Madrid, Paris and Argentina.
After his retirement in 1872 and his marriage to Anne Isabella Noel (the only known descendant of Lord Byron). They first met in Venice and he observed that 'she thought herself plainer than she was'.
Together with his wife he travelled on horseback through the Mid-East and lived in Cairo. Blunt opposed British rule in Egypt and was also in favor of Irish home rule. For the latter he even served a prison term.
Blunt had an affair with Jane Morris, ... more »
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SEVEN weeks of sea, and twice seven days of storm
Upon the huge Atlantic, and once more
We ride into still water and the calm
Of a sweet evening, screen'd by either shore
Of Spain and Barbary. Our toils are o'er,
Our exile is accomplish'd. Once again
We look on Europe, mistress as of yore
Of the fair earth and of the hearts of men.
Ay, this is the famed rock which Hercules
And Goth and Moor bequeath'd us. At this door
England stands sentry. God! to hear the shrill
Sweet treble of her fifes upon the breeze,
And at the summons of ...