The Peril Of Love
THE PERIL OF LOVE by WILFRED OWEN
As men who call on spirits get response And woo successfully the coy Unseen, Deeming the thing amusement for the nonce, But later, when dark spirits intervene Uncalled, perceive how an invading mind, Not to be shaken off, compels them serve Mad promptings; poisons love of life and kind; Drains force; clogs brain; and flusters nerve:
So I, lightly addressing me to love, Have found too late love's grave significance. A fierce infatuation, far above The zeal for fame or fortune, like a trance, Exhausts my faculties. I am a prey Of impulse, the marasmus of decay.
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| Author | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) |
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| Title | The Peril Of Love |
| Item Date | 1983 |
| File type | Text |
| Content | Poem |
| Repository name | ProQuest |
| Repository URL | http://lion.chawyck.co.uk |
| Copyright | The Estate of Wilfred Owen. The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen edited by Jon Stallworthy first published by Chatto Windus, 1983. Preliminaries, introductory, editorial matter, manuscripts and fragments omitted. |
| First line | As men who call on spirits get response |
| Publication source | The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen |
| Publication editor | Stallworthy, Jon |
| Publishers | Chatto Windus |
| Publication place | London |
| Digital repository | The First World War Poetry Digital Archive |
| Reference URL | http://www.oucs.ox.ac.uk/ww1lit/collections/item/3335 |
