Life
Hearken, O dear, now strikes the hour we die; We, who in our strange kiss Have proved a dream the world's realities, Turned each from other's darkness with a sigh, Need heed no more of life, waste no more breath On any other journey, but of death. And yet: Oh, know we well How each of us must prove Love's infidel; Still out of ecstasy turn trembling back To earth's same empty track Of leaden day by day, and hour by hour, and be Of all things lovely the cold mortuary.
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"Hearken, O dear, now strikes the hour we die;..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Walter De La Mare delivers a powerful performance in "Life"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...