A throe upon the features
A hurry in the breath,
An ecstasy of parting
Denominated “Death,”—
An anguish at the mention,
Which, when to patience grown,
I’ve known permission given
To rejoin its own.
A throe upon the features
A hurry in the breath,
An ecstasy of parting
Denominated “Death,”—
An anguish at the mention,
Which, when to patience grown,
I’ve known permission given
To rejoin its own.