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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 12, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tis ended truly, truly as was best Last Line: I love thee, bless thee, dear, where'er thou go. Subject(s): Farewell; Love - Loss Of; Parting | |||
'Tis ended truly, truly as was best. Love is a little thing, for one short day; You could not make it your life's only quest, Nor watch the poor corpse long in its decay. Go forth, dear, thou hast much to do on earth; In life's campaign there waits thee a great part, Much to be won and conquered of more worth Than this poor victory of a woman's heart. For me the daylight of my years is dim. I seek not gladness, yet shall find content In such small duties as are learned of Him Who bore all sorrows, till my youth is spent. Yet come what may to me of weal or woe, I love thee, bless thee, dear, where'er thou go. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN STUDY #2 FOR B.B.L. by JUNE JORDAN WATCHING THE NEEDLEBOATS AT SAN SABBA by JAMES JOYCE SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 50 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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