The One Remains
THE ONE REMAINS by WILFRED OWEN
I sometimes think of those pale, perfect faces My wonder has not looked upon, as yet; And of those others never to be met; And often pore I on the secret traces Left in my heart, of countenances seen, And lost as soon as seen,---but which mine eye Remembers as my old home, or the lie Of landscapes whereupon my windows lean.
And as for those long known and worshipped long, But now, alas! no longer, and the song Of voices that have said 'Adieu, we part,' Their reminiscences would cease my heart, Except I still hoped find, some time, some place, All beauty, once for ever, in one face.
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| Author | Owen, Wilfred (1893-1918) |
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| Title | The One Remains |
| 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 | I sometimes think of those pale, perfect faces |
| 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/3357 |
