Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Here you will find the Poem St. Valentine's Day of poet Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

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, 
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 
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.