Author L. Cranmer-Byng Now, while thou hast the wondrous power of word, Let every thought in shining grace appear; To-morrow, when Death's messenger is here, He will constrain thee to depart unheard. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments