The Stirrup-Cup.
My short and happy day is done, The long and dreary night comes on; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To carry me to unknown lands. His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof, Sound dreadful as a gathering storm; And I must leave this sheltering roof, And joys of life so soft and warm. Tender and warm the joys of life, - Good friends, the faithful and the true; My rosy children and my wife, So sweet to kiss, so fair to view. So sweet to kiss, so fair to view, - The night comes down, the lights burn blue; And at my door the Pale Horse stands, To bear me forth to unknown lands.
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"My short and happy day is done,..."
This evocative piece by John Milton Hay, titled "The Stirrup-Cup.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...