Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MASKS OF DEATH, by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN

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First Line: Then the lark, his singing on a sudden done
Last Line: The clods roll their brown heads, all golgotha in wrath.
Alternate Author Name(s): Blunden, Edmund
Subject(s): Time

Then the Lark, his singing on a sudden done,
Fell through crystal sunrays to his twilight bed;
Then the woods as sharp and carved as Parthenon
Stood before charmed eyes for ever; time was dead.

Now is haste returned; the striding fury flings
That mad mantle abroad, and foots both Pole and path.
Swarming grasses hiss: pursue wild beaks and wings;
The clods roll their brown heads, all Golgotha in wrath.

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