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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Poems of Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

181. Lebid 4/13/2010
182. Liberty, Equality, Fraternity 4/13/2010
183. Lilac And Gold And Green 4/13/2010
184. Love After Sorrow 4/13/2010
185. Love In The Summer Hills 4/13/2010
186. Love Is Best 4/13/2010
187. Love Is Master Still 4/13/2010
188. Love Me A Little 4/13/2010
189. Love Rides Disguised 4/13/2010
190. Love’s Likenings 4/13/2010
191. Many Are Called 4/13/2010
192. Mitigations 4/13/2010
193. Moonstruck 4/13/2010
194. My Only Title 4/13/2010
195. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet I 4/13/2010
196. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet II 4/13/2010
197. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet III 4/13/2010
198. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IV 4/13/2010
199. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet IX 4/13/2010
200. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet V 4/13/2010

Written at Florence

O WORLD, in very truth thou art too young;
When wilt thou learn to wear the garb of age?
World, with thy covering of yellow flowers,
Hast thou forgot what generations sprung
Out of thy loins and loved thee and are gone?
Hast thou no place in all their heritage
Where thou dost only weep, that I may come
Nor fear the mockery of thy yellow flowers?
   O world, in very truth thou art too young.

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