Written With a Pencil in Darfield Churchyard
Man draws his fleeting breath
In doubt and fear,
Though life for ever blooms,
And smiling ev'n on tombs,
Bids beauty say to death,
" What dost thou here?
In doubt and fear,
Though life for ever blooms,
And smiling ev'n on tombs,
Bids beauty say to death,
" What dost thou here?
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