Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RHYMES AND RHYTHMS: 15, by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: You played and sang a snatch of song Last Line: Before we can be dead indeed. Alternate Author Name(s): Henley, W. E. Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
You played and sang a snatch of song, A song that all-too well we knew; But whither had flown the ancient wrong; And was it really I and you? O, since the end of life's to live And pay in pence the common debt, What should it cost us to forgive Whose daily task is to forget? You babbled in the well-known voice -- Not new, not new the words you said. You touched me off that famous poise, That old effect, of neck and head. Dear, was it really you and I? In truth the riddle's ill to read, So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND BALLADE OF DEAD ACTORS by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY |
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