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THE SEVEN AGAINST THEBES: CHORUS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Now do our eyes behold
Last Line: Ev'n to the bourne of all, to the unbeholden land.
Subject(s): Death; Lament; Dead, The


Now do our eyes behold
The tidings which were told:
Twin fallen kings, twin perished hopes to mourn,
The slayer, the slain,
The entangled doom forlorn
And ruinous end of twain.
Say, is not sorrow, is not sorrow's sum
On home and heartstone come?
O waft with sighs the sail from shore,
O smite the bosom, cadencing the oar
That rows beyond the rueful stream for aye
To the far strand,
The ship of souls, the dark,
The unreturning bark
Whereon light never falls nor foot of Day,
Ev'n to the bourne of all, to the unbeholden land.




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