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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE CHANCE, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Mind and soul a halting brook Last Line: To naked havock, hurl them all! Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund | |||
MIND and soul a halting brook, Famished with long burning days, Meshed with many a bramble-hook Where befouled the foam-fleece stays; Nor must many days go by Till but one or two dark holes Cupping their gross liquor lie, Where hot eyes lamp in dizzy shoals. But hark! through time what impulse roars? What fire and ice prepare to fall? Come, though your torrents burst my shores To naked havock, hurl them all! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOREFATHERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN REPORT ON EXPERIENCE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SOLUTIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE GIANT PUFFBALL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THE MIDNIGHT SKATERS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN VLAMERTINGHE: PASSING THE CHATEAU, JULY 1917 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 11TH R.S.R. by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN 1916 SEEN FROM 1921 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A 'FIRST IMPRESSION': TOKYO by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN A BRIDGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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