Death Chant
Viewless essence, thin and bare, Well nigh melted into air, Still with fondness hovering near The earthly form thou once didst wear, Pause upon thy pinion's flight; Be thy course to left or right, Be thou doomed to soar or sink, Pause upon the awful brink. To avenge the deed expelling Thee untimely from thy dwelling, Mystic force thou shalt retain O'er the blood and o'er the brain. When the form thou shalt espy That darken'd on thy closing eye, When the footstep thou shalt hear That thrill'd upon thy dying ear, Then strange sympathies shall wake, The flesh shall thrill, the nerves shall quake, The wounds renew their clotter'd flood, And every drop cry blood for blood!
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"Viewless essence, thin and bare,..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Walter Scott (Sir) delivers a powerful performance in "Death Chant"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...