Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, DEATH, by CHARLES HENRY MACKINTOSH


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DEATH, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: We who are prisoners in the world of things
Last Line: And breaks, dreading the freedom that it brings!
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


We who are prisoners in the world of things
Dread to be given freedom from our cells,
Where we have grown familiar with the smells,
The sullen sounds, even the insect stings!
So long . . . so long we have not used our wings,
We are like insects in their chrysalis shells
Who tremble when the silken prison swells
And breaks, dreading the freedom that it brings!





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