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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLIND PEDLAR, by FRANCIS OSBERT SACHEVERELL SITWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I stand alone through each long day Last Line: Are creased in purple laughter! Alternate Author Name(s): Sitwell, Sir Osbert; Sitwell, Osbert Subject(s): Blindness; Peddling & Peddlers; World War I; Visually Handicapped; First World War | |||
I stand alone through each long day Upon these pavers; cannot see The wares spread out upon this tray -- For God has taken sight from me! Many a time I've cursed the night When I was born. My peering eyes Have sought for but one ray of light To pierce the darkness. When the skies Rain down their first sweet April showers On budding branches; when the morn Is sweet with breath of spring and flowers, I've cursed the night when I was born. But now I thank God, and am glad For what I cannot see this day -- The young men cripples, old, and sad, With faces burnt and torn away; Or those who, growing rich and old, Have battened on the slaughter, Whose faces, gorged with blood and gold, Are creased in purple laughter! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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