Though I go quickly, it shall be As one who lived full years to see Himself from darkling house set free ... I shall not die, though chill be laid On striving blood, and words unsaid Fret the dark silence of leaf and mould With dagger too keen for flesh to hold. Death cannot slay me, though I lie In dreamless crypt, of haggler bought; Earth cannot cheat me of the sky; Nor stars betray the thing they wrought. Though I go quickly, rose will glow With a new note of color; wind will blow With a strange, sweet music ... @3I shall be As the wind ... in every flowering tree.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAMOMILE TEA by KATHERINE MANSFIELD TIME, REAL AND IMAGINARY; AN ALLEGORY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE HIPPOLYTUS TEMPORIZES by HILDA DOOLITTLE SONG FOR JULY 12TH, 1843 by JOHN DE JEAN FRAZER INSPIRATION by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1822-1882) |