Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN VINCULIS; SONNETS WRITTEN IN AN IRISH PRISON: I WILL SMILE NO MORE, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: No, I will smile no more. If but for pride Last Line: But silence only to my end of days. Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
No, I will smile no more. If but for pride And the high record of these days of pain, I will not be as these, the uncrucified Who idly live and find life's pleasures vain. The garment of my life is rent in twain, Parted by love and pity. Some have died Of a less hurt than 'twas my luck to gain, And live with God, nor dare I be denied. No, I will smile no more. Love's touch of pleasure Shall be as tears to me, fair words as gall, The sun as blackness, friends as a false measure, And Spring's blithe pageant on this earthly ball, If it should brag, shall earn from me no praise But silence only to my end of days. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS 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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