Treasure Island

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

(1840 - 1922 / England)

Poems of Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

1. A Ballad Of The Heather 4/13/2010
2. A Chaunt In Praise 4/13/2010
3. A Convent Wothout God 4/13/2010
4. A Cuckoo Song 4/13/2010
5. A Day In The Castle Of Envy 4/13/2010
6. A Digit Of The Moon 4/13/2010
7. A Dream 4/13/2010
8. A Dream Of Good 4/13/2010
9. A Glory Gone 4/13/2010
10. A Lesson In Humility 4/13/2010
11. A Love Secret 4/13/2010
12. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet I 4/13/2010
13. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet II 4/13/2010
14. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet III 4/13/2010
15. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet IV 4/13/2010
16. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet IX 4/13/2010
17. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet V 4/13/2010
18. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet VI 4/13/2010
19. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet VII 4/13/2010
20. A New Pilgrimage: Sonnet VIII 4/13/2010

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?
Desolate are the streets. Desolate is the city.
   A city taken by storm, where none are left but the slain.

Sadly I rose at dawn, undid the latch of my shutters,
   Thinking to let in light, but I only let in love.
Birds in the boughs were awake; I listen'd to their chaunting;
   Each one sang to his love;

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