| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XI. O Come Quickly
‘Go away, Death’ | | By Alfred Austin (1835–1913) |
| | | GO away, Death! | |
| You have come too soon. | |
| To sunshine and song I but just awaken, | |
| And the dew on my heart is undried and unshaken; | |
| Come back at noon. | 5 |
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| Go away, Death! | |
| What a short reprieve! | |
| The mists of the morning have vanished, I roam | |
| Through a world bright with wonder, and feel it home; | |
| Come back at eve. | 10 |
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| Go away, Death! | |
| See, it still is light. | |
| Over earth broods a quiet more blissful than glee, | |
| And the beauty of sadness lies low on the sea; | |
| Come back at night. | 15 |
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| Come to me, Death! | |
| I no more would stay. | |
| The night-owl hath silenced the linnet and lark, | |
| And the wailing of wisdom sounds sad in the dark; | |
| Take me away. | 20 | | | |
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