| Harriet Monroe, ed. (18601936). Poetry: A Magazine of Verse. 191222. | | | | Two Epitaphs | | By Walter de la Mare |
| | I YE say we sleep; | |
| But nay, we wake; | |
| Life was that strange and chequered dream | |
| Only for wakings sake. | |
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II O passer-by, beware! | 5 |
| Is the day fair? | |
| Yet unto evening shall the day spin on | |
| And soon thy sun be gone; | |
| Then darkness come, | |
| And this, a narrow home. | 10 |
| Not that I bid thee fear; | |
| Only, when thou at last lie here, | |
| Bethink thee, there shall only be | |
| Thyself for company. | | | | |
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