On Youth Struck Down

( FROM AN UNFINISHED ELEGY )

O H ! Death what have you to say?
" Like a bride — like a bride-groom they ride away:
You shall go back to make up the fire,
To learn patience — to learn grief,
To learn sleep when the light has quite gone out of your earthly skies,
But they have the light in their eyes
To the end of their day. "
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