Death & Dying
Life! I know not what thou art
From The Golden Treasury, ed. F. T. Palgrave (1861)
Death & Dying
Life! I know not what thou art,
But know that thou and I must part;
And when, or how, or where we met
I own to me's a secret yet.
Life! we've been long together
Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;
'Tis hard to part when friends are dear--
Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear;
--Then steal away, give little warning,
Choose thine own time;
Say not Good Night,--but in some brighter clime
Bid me Good Morning.
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MLA
Barbauld, Anna Laetitia. “Life! I know not what thou art.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/barbauld/33/.
Chicago
Barbauld, Anna Laetitia. “Life! I know not what thou art.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/barbauld/33/.
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