Living
"And These--Are These Indeed the End"
From The Poems of William Watson (1893)
Living
And these--are these indeed the end,
This grinning skull, this heavy loam?
Do all green ways whereby we wend
Lead but to yon ignoble home?
Ah well! Thine eyes invite to bliss;
Thy lips are hives of summer still.
I ask not other worlds while this
Proffers me all the sweets I will.
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MLA
Watson, William. “"And These--Are These Indeed the End".” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/35/.
Chicago
Watson, William. “"And These--Are These Indeed the End".” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/watson/35/.
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