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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THIS NIGHT COMES DEATH, by LEONE B. WATSON
First Line: I sat this night with death
Last Line: I do not mourn.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
First Line: I sat this night with death
Last Line: I do not mourn.
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The
I sat this night with death,
Awaiting his toll of a life
Full, rich encrusted through
With service given.
I felt that I should mourn;
Yea, sad I was before the daylight came.
But as the morning broke
With tinted east
The flowering apple and the sweet bird song --
Life's panorama spread before me.
Night, the death of day,
Is but the birth of dawn.
So as death comes
I shed no tears,
I do not mourn.
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