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EXPIATION, by                    
First Line: O life, now that I am no longer mournful
Last Line: To weep the weary torments of my heart.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


O life, now that I am no longer mournful
For high hopes slaughtered by your treachery;
Am no more bitter; never, never scornful
Of bitter mocking scorn you thrust at me:
My eyes that were once wistful, once defiant,
Once joyous, life! once dreamy—ah, no more!
Yet I dare ask it: grant them, buffoon tyrant,
One careless hour by a kindly shore.

O death, it seems just yesterday that fleeing
From constant haunting dread of your pursuit,
With blood-shot wild eyes fearful and unseeing
I sought a nook to hide my worldly loot:
Reclining, now, within a scented bower
My tortured bones beg to be torn apart;
But grant me, death, at least one peaceful hour
To weep the weary torments of my heart.





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