Death & Dying
To Death (From Lenau)
From A Minor Poet, and Other Verse
Death & Dying
If within my heart there’s mould,
If the flame of Poesy
And the flame of Love grow cold,
Slay my body utterly.
Swiftly, pause not nor delay;
Let not my life’s field be spread
With the ash of feelings dead,
Let thy singer soar away.
Cite this poem
MLA
Levy, Amy. “To Death (From Lenau).” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/levy/56/.
Chicago
Levy, Amy. “To Death (From Lenau).” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/levy/56/.
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