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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DEATH AS THE TEACHER OF LOVE-LORE, by FRANK T. MARZIALS
First Line: Twas in mid autumn, and the woods
Last Line: Learning from death that love can never die.
Subject(s): Death; Love - Nature Of; Dead, The
First Line: Twas in mid autumn, and the woods
Last Line: Learning from death that love can never die.
Subject(s): Death; Love - Nature Of; Dead, The
'TWAS in mid autumn, and the woods were still.
A brooding mist from out the marshlands lay
Like age's clammy hand upon the day,
Soddening it; -- and the night rose dank and chill.
I watched the sere leaves falling, falling, till
Old thoughts, old hopes, seemed fluttering too away,
And then I sighed to think how life's decay,
And change, and time's mischances, Love might kill.
Sudden a shadowy horseman, at full speed
Spurring a pale horse, passed me swiftly by,
And mocking shrieked, "Thy love is dead indeed,
Haste to the burial!" -- With a bitter cry
I swooned, and wake to wonder at my creed,
Learning from Death that Love can never die.
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