Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 1, by GWENDOLYN B. BENNETT



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First Line: He came in silvern armour, trimmed with black
Last Line: All eager-lipped I kissed the mouth of death.


He came in silvern armour, trimmed with black --
A lover come from legends long ago --
With silver spurs and silken plumes a-blow,
And flashing sword caught fast and buckled back
In a carven sheath of Tamarack.
He came with footsteps beautifully slow,
And spoke in voice meticulously low.
He came and Romance followed in his track . . .

I did not ask his name -- I thought him Love;
I did not care to see his hidden face.
All life seemed born in my intaken breath;
All thought seemed flown like some forgotten dove.
He bent to kiss and raised his visor's lace . . .
All eager-lipped I kissed the mouth of Death.





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