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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LIFE'S TWO INTERPRETERS: 1, by CLYDE MCGEE
First Line: As tales oft told we bring to end our years
Last Line: "death wins! Fate holds us in captivity!"
Subject(s): Death; Mourning; Dead, The; Bereavement
First Line: As tales oft told we bring to end our years
Last Line: "death wins! Fate holds us in captivity!"
Subject(s): Death; Mourning; Dead, The; Bereavement
"As tales oft told we bring to end our years
With deep and mournful sighs. Their numbered hours
We clutch in vain; they wane and fade as flowers,
Gathered, droop and die. Neither prayers nor tears
Avail us aught," so First, bent low with fears.
"We strive, but fail; we seek nor is it ours
To find. We cry aloud to heavenly powers
To strengthen bruised reed; cruel Death appears
And rends the breaking heart. In ashes lies
The house our hands had built so hopefully,
And from its ruins the baleful spectres rise
To jest and mock the soul's adversity.
We wait in dread the dark! God fails, Truth dies,
Death wins! Fate holds us in captivity!"
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