Sunday Poem: Wilfrid Scawen Blunt – St. Valentine’s Day

Wilfrid Scawen Blunt. b. 1840
  
St. Valentine’s Day
  
TO-DAY, all day, I rode upon the down,
With hounds and horsemen, a brave company
On this side in its glory lay the sea,
On that the Sussex weald, a sea of brown.
The wind was light, and brightly the sun shone,          5
And still we gallop’d on from gorse to gorse:
And once, when check’d, a thrush sang, and my horse
Prick’d his quick ears as to a sound unknown.
  I knew the Spring was come. I knew it even
Better than all by this, that through my chase   10
In bush and stone and hill and sea and heaven
I seem’d to see and follow still your face.
Your face my quarry was. For it I rode,
My horse a thing of wings, myself a god.
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