Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt Poems

241. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xx 4/13/2010
242. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xi 4/13/2010
243. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxvi 4/13/2010
244. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxviii 4/13/2010
245. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxxi 4/13/2010
246. In The Night 4/13/2010
247. A Woman’s Sonnets: Vi 4/13/2010
248. Across The Pampas 4/13/2010
249. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xviii 4/13/2010
250. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxii 4/13/2010
251. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxxii 4/13/2010
252. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxx 4/13/2010
253. For Thee 4/13/2010
254. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xxi 4/13/2010
255. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Iii 4/13/2010
256. Love Is Best 4/13/2010
257. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xxvii 4/13/2010
258. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xiii 4/13/2010
259. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xxix 4/13/2010
260. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xv 4/13/2010
261. Requiescit 4/13/2010
262. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Ix 4/13/2010
263. Ghost Of The Beautiful Past 4/13/2010
264. Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter Iv 4/13/2010
265. Griselda: A Society Novel In Verse - Chapter V 4/13/2010
266. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxiv 4/13/2010
267. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Lii 4/13/2010
268. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Iv 4/13/2010
269. A Woman’s Sonnets: X 4/13/2010
270. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxv 4/13/2010
271. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxi 4/13/2010
272. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxxiii 4/13/2010
273. How Shall I Build 4/13/2010
274. Sancho Sanchez 4/13/2010
275. She Shall Not Guess 4/13/2010
276. Night On Our Lives 4/13/2010
277. Why Do I Love? 4/13/2010
278. If We Had Met 4/13/2010
279. Queen Mary’s Letter To Bothwell 4/13/2010
280. Pour Qui Sait Attendre 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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The Desolate City

DARK to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens.
   Where is she that I loved, the woman with eyes like stars?
Desolate are the streets. Desolate is the city.
   A city taken by storm, where none are left but the slain.

Sadly I rose at dawn, undid the latch of my shutters,
   Thinking to let in light, but I only let in love.
Birds in the boughs were awake; I listen'd to their chaunting;
   Each one sang to his love;

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