Three Epitaphs
I. FLECKER.
YOU have made the golden journey. Samarkand
?Is all about you, Flecker, and where you lie
How youth and her beauty perish in the sand
?They are singing in the caravanserar.
II. EDITH CAVELL.
Who died for love, we use to nourish hate:
?Who was all tenderness, our hearts to harden;
And who of mercy had the high estate
?By us escheated of her right of pardon.
III. THE LITTLE SLEEPER.
This little sleeper, who was overtaken
?By death, as one child overtakes another,
Dreams by his side all night and will not waken
?Till the dawn comes in heaven with his mother.
YOU have made the golden journey. Samarkand
?Is all about you, Flecker, and where you lie
How youth and her beauty perish in the sand
?They are singing in the caravanserar.
II. EDITH CAVELL.
Who died for love, we use to nourish hate:
?Who was all tenderness, our hearts to harden;
And who of mercy had the high estate
?By us escheated of her right of pardon.
III. THE LITTLE SLEEPER.
This little sleeper, who was overtaken
?By death, as one child overtakes another,
Dreams by his side all night and will not waken
?Till the dawn comes in heaven with his mother.
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