wraith.
Never Man comes in sight
Of himself till the last;
In the flicker of light
When the fuel is past!
king.
Nay, avaunt, lying Spectre, my fears are dispell'd,
For the likeness that fool'd me is fading away,
And I see, where the shape of a king was beheld,
But the coil of an earthworm that creeps into clay.
wraith.
As thy shade I began;
As thyself I depart;
And thy last looks, O Man,
See the worm that thou art!
LOVE AND DEATH.
O Strong as the eagle,
O mild as the dove,
How like and how unlike
O Death and O Love!
Knitting earth to the heaven,
The near to the far,
With the step in the dust,
And the eye on the star.