“I love you, ah, I love you!” Now we die
And lay, all silent, to the earth our face.
Shall that cast out the echo of this place?
Has not one in the dark funereal
Heard foot-fall fearful, born of no man’s tread,
And felt the wings of death, though no wing spread
And on his cheek a tear, though no tear fell—
And a voice saying without breath “Farewell!”
THE DOVE
| Persons: | |
| Amelia Burgson | Sisters |
| Vera Burgson | |
| The Dove— | A young girl living with the Burgsons |