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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Poems of Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

81. Assassins 4/13/2010
82. At A Funeral 4/13/2010
83. At The Gate 4/13/2010
84. At The Parting Of The Ways 4/13/2010
85. Body And Soul: A Metaphysical Argument 4/13/2010
86. Butterflies 4/13/2010
87. Chanclebury Ring 4/13/2010
88. Come With The Summer Leaves 4/13/2010
89. Condemned 4/13/2010
90. Coronation Ode 4/13/2010
91. Couplets In Praise 4/13/2010
92. Dead Joys 4/13/2010
93. Death In A Ball-Room 4/13/2010
94. Don Juan’s Good-Night 4/13/2010
95. El Harith 4/13/2010
96. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: I 4/13/2010
97. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: II 4/13/2010
98. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: III 4/13/2010
99. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: IV 4/13/2010
100. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: IX 4/13/2010

The Two Highwaymen

I LONG have had a quarrel set with Time
Because he robb'd me. Every day of life
Was wrested from me after bitter strife:
I never yet could see the sun go down
But I was angry in my heart, nor hear
The leaves fall in the wind without a tear
Over the dying summer. I have known
No truce with Time nor Time's accomplice, Death.
   The fair world is the witness of a crime

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