Death & Dying
The Favour
From The Years Between
Death & Dying
Death favoured me from the first, well knowing I could not endure
To wait on him day by day. He quitted my betters and came
Whistling over the fields, and, when he had made all sure,
'Thy line is at end,' he said, 'but at least I have saved its
name.'
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MLA
Kipling, Rudyard. “The Favour.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/kipling/141/.
Chicago
Kipling, Rudyard. “The Favour.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/kipling/141/.
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