Swift and Slow
Death swooped suddenly on men in Flanders
There were no tweedledees or handy-danders
The skull was cleft, the life went out from it
And glory in a family tale was set.
But here, having escaped the steely showers
Endured through panged intolerable hours
The expensive and much determined doom,
Find slow death in the loved street and bookish room.
Liver and bowels congested to devil's pitch
For a pittance' sake or of benefit, what matters which?
Life witch-like seen as Dürer saw, the detested witch.
There were no tweedledees or handy-danders
The skull was cleft, the life went out from it
And glory in a family tale was set.
But here, having escaped the steely showers
Endured through panged intolerable hours
The expensive and much determined doom,
Find slow death in the loved street and bookish room.
Liver and bowels congested to devil's pitch
For a pittance' sake or of benefit, what matters which?
Life witch-like seen as Dürer saw, the detested witch.
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