Death? is it death you give? So be it! O Death, <br /> thou hast been long my friend, and now thy pale <br />cool cheek shall have my kiss, while the faint breath <br />expires on thy still lips, O lovely Death! <br /> <br />Come then, loose hands, fair Life, without a wail! <br /> We've had good hours together, and you were sweet <br />what time love whispered with the nightingale, <br />tho' ever your music by the lark's would fail. <br /> <br />Come then, loose hands! Our lover time is done. <br />Now is the marriage with the eternal sun. <br /> The hours are few that rest, are few and fleet. <br />Good-bye! The game is lost: the game is won.<br /><br />Francis William Lauderdale Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-death-3/
