Dear Lovely Death
Dear lovely Death
That taketh all things under wing—
Never to kill—
Only to change
Into some other thing
This suffering flesh,
To make it either more or less,
Yet not again the same—
Dear lovely Death,
Change is thy other name.
Dear lovely Death
That taketh all things under wing—
Never to kill—
Only to change
Into some other thing
This suffering flesh,
To make it either more or less,
Yet not again the same—
Dear lovely Death,
Change is thy other name.