Poetry & Verse
In Memoriam 82: I Wage Not Any Feud With Death
By Lord Alfred TennysonSource: Lord Alfred Tennyson - PoetryDB (Public Domain)Short87 words
I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can...
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I wage not any feud with Death For changes wrought on form and face; No lower life that earth's embrace May breed with him, can fright my faith. Eternal process moving on, From state to state the spirit walks; And these are but the shatter'd stalks, Or ruin'd chrysalis of one. Nor blame I Death, because he bare The use of virtue out of earth: I know transplanted human worth Will bloom to profit, otherwhere.…
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