Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Poems (7)

• Gibraltar

  Seven weeks of sea, and twice seven days of storm / Upon the huge Atlantic, and once more …

• St. Valentine's Day

  To-day, all day, I rode upon the down, / With hounds and horsemen, a brave company …

• 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? …

• The Two Highwaymen

  I LONG have had a quarrel set with Time / Because he robb'd me. Every day of life …

• To Manon, on his Fortune in loving Her

  I DID not choose thee, dearest. It was Love / That made the choice, not I. Mine eyes were blind …

• With Esther

  He who has once been happy is for aye / Out of destruction's reach. His fortune then …

• Written at Florence

  O WORLD, in very truth thou art too young; / When wilt thou learn to wear the garb of age? …