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TO A DEAD JOURNALIST, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: The busy trade of life is over now
Last Line: Lost in time's void! Thou wind of nothingness!
Subject(s): Newspapers; Journalism; Journalists


THE busy trade of life is over now,
The intricate toil which was so hard for bread,
The strife each day renewed 'neath this poor brow
By this frail hand to be interpreted,
The zeal, the forethought, the heart's wounds that bled,
The anger roused, the stark blow answering blow,
All that was centred in that aching head
Of black necessity for weal or woe.
—Its use, its purpose what? Nay, less than none,
More blindly naught than even the dull clay
Left on this bed, its corporal union done,
Which we must shovel to its grave to-day.
O soul of Man, thou pilgrim of distress
Lost in Time's void! Thou wind of nothingness!





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