Edmund Blunden Poor Poems

  • 1.
    At Quincey's moat the squandering village ends,
    And there in the almshouse dwell the dearest friends
    Of all the village, two old dames that cling
    As close as any trueloves in the spring.
    ...
  • 2.
    Just see whatâ??s happening Worley! Worley rose
    And round the angled doorway thrust his nose
    And serjeant Hyde went too to snuff the air. . . .
    Then war brought down his fist, and missed the pair!
    ...
  • 3.
    how comely it was and how reviving,
    When with clay and with death no longer striving
    Down firm roads we came to houses
    With women chattering and green grass thriving.
    ...
  • 4.
    Already fallen plum-bloom stars the green
    And apple-boughs as knarred as old toads' backs
    Wear their small roses ere a rose is seen;
    The building thrush watches old Job who stacks
    ...
  • 5.
    My soul, dread not the pestilence that hags
    The valley; flinch not you, my body young.
    At these great shouting smokes and snarling jags
    Of fiery iron; as yet may not be flung
    ...
Total 5 Poor Poems by Edmund Blunden

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