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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JOURNEY, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Along the relic of an ancient ride Last Line: We laughed at time, nor wished a better place. Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund Subject(s): England; Landscape; English | |||
ALONG the relic of an ancient ride Where all the summer's weeds, an upstart race, The thoroughfare of centuries denied, We took our way, nor wished a better place. There gilded flies and bees buzzed sweet content; The path became a glade, a thousand ways About the hills and holes the brambles went, With first dewberries blue as thunder haze. Red rosy flowers a thicket swarmed beyond Where long ago the faint brook's dropples died, And, not to drown us in their blossomed pond, Into the pasture's gap we turned aside. Stern on their knolls the patriarch thistles stood, Nid-nodding in assembly passing wise, While often urchin winds in antic rude Plucked their white beards, puffed them to sink or rise, Like tufts stolen from the clouds, whose concourse slow Darkened awhile or lightened travelling on, The darkest turning whiter than new snow As through the clifts the sun a moment shone. A nameless track, a rabble of outcast weeds, And knots of thistle-wool in clownish chase, What fare were these to furnish pleasure's needs? We laughed at time, nor wished a better place. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NINETEEN FORTY by NORMAN DUBIE GHOSTS IN ENGLAND by ROBINSON JEFFERS STAYING UP FOR ENGLAND by LIAM RECTOR STONE AND FLOWER by KENNETH REXROTH THE HANGED MAN by KENNETH REXROTH ENGLISH TRAIN COMPARTMENT by JOHN UPDIKE ALMSWOMEN by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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