Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt Poems

401. Why Do I Love? 4/13/2010
402. Wilt Thou Take Me For Thy Slave? 4/13/2010
403. With Esther 1/4/2003
404. With Eternity Standing By 4/13/2010
405. Worth Forest 4/13/2010
406. Written At Florence 1/4/2003
407. Written At Sea 4/13/2010
408. You Have Let The Beauty Of The Day Go Over 4/13/2010
409. Youth And Knowledge 4/13/2010
410. Zoheyr 4/13/2010
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A Dream Of Good

To do some little good before I die;
To wake some echoes to a loftier theme;
To spend my life's last store of industry
On thoughts less vain than Youth's discordant dream;
To endow the world's grief with some counter--scheme
Of logical hope which through all time should lighten
The burden of men's sorrow and redeem
Their faces' paleness from the tears that whiten;

To take my place in the world's brotherhood
As one prepared to suffer all its fate;
To do and be undone for sake of good,
And conquer rage by giving love for hate;
That were a noble dream, and ...

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I WOULD I had thy courage, dear, to face
This bankruptcy of love, and greet despair
With smiling eyes and unconcerned embrace,
And these few words of banter at “dull care.”
I would that I could sing and comb my hair
Like thee the morning through, and choose my dress,
And gravely argue what I best should wear,
A shade of ribbon or a fold of lace.
I would I had thy courage and thy peace,

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