...Dying...
Come, thou enthralling Guest: . . Should shrink trembling from thy prese nee, And, while-lipped, cower to the wall, . Be thou deaf to my cries, blind to my terror; -: Be dumb, if I implore thee to depart . For in my heart ‘ Is welcome to thy never-fathomed rest. o 68 Come, with thy conquering Breath That with a stroke no swifter than a sigh Sends into nothingness the world of day, Of night, of fear, of love, of hate, of bar ter, So I become as thoughiless as the air _L even dare T ourge thee « 4 « forl know thy gifts, oh Death! e ° ‘2
Beaumont
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Radio Record, Volume VI, Issue 22, 9 December 1932, Unnumbered Page
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106...Dying... Radio Record, Volume VI, Issue 22, 9 December 1932, Unnumbered Page
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