To all that walk at odds with life and limb;
If this be he now riding up the hill
Maybe he'll stop and take you up with him....
"But thou art Death?" "Of Heavenly Seraphim
None else to seek thee out and bid thee come."
"I only care that thou art come from Him,
Unbody me—I'm tired—and get me home."
TIME, YOU OLD GIPSY MAN
Time, you old gipsy man,