Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt Poems

281. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xx 4/13/2010
282. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxix 4/13/2010
283. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxv 4/13/2010
284. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Li 4/13/2010
285. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xlvii 4/13/2010
286. An Unwritten Tragedy 4/13/2010
287. Couplets In Praise 4/13/2010
288. Chanclebury Ring 4/13/2010
289. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Ix 4/13/2010
290. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxx 4/13/2010
291. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xv 4/13/2010
292. O For A Soul 4/13/2010
293. If I Forget Thee 4/13/2010
294. He Makes An End 4/13/2010
295. Love Is Master Still 4/13/2010
296. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Xii 4/13/2010
297. Natalia’s Resurrection: Sonnet Viii 4/13/2010
298. Zoheyr 4/13/2010
299. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Viii 4/13/2010
300. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Vii 4/13/2010
301. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xl 4/13/2010
302. Giacinta 4/13/2010
303. On The Way To Church 4/13/2010
304. Song Of The Desert Lark 4/13/2010
305. Worth Forest 4/13/2010
306. With Eternity Standing By 4/13/2010
307. Glad Bird, I Do Bewail Thee 4/13/2010
308. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxi 4/13/2010
309. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet Xxxix 4/13/2010
310. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xlv 4/13/2010
311. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xlii 4/13/2010
312. Butterflies 4/13/2010
313. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Xxxvii 4/13/2010
314. Moonstruck 4/13/2010
315. On A Grave In The Forest 4/13/2010
316. My Only Title 4/13/2010
317. Jewelled Offering 4/13/2010
318. Le Roi Est Mort. Vive Le Roi! 4/13/2010
319. Honour Dishonoured 4/13/2010
320. Esther, A Sonnet Sequence: Ii 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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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

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