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|Intimations of Mortality|
From Recollections of Early Childhood
A simple child . . .|
That lightly draws its breath
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?
It knows but will not tell.|
Awake, alone, it counts its father’s years
How few are leftits mother’s. Ah, how well
It knows of death, in tears.
If any of the three|
Parents and childbelieve they have prevailed
To keep the secret of mortality,
I know that two have failed.
The third, the lonely, keeps|
One secreta child’s knowledge. When they come
At night to ask wherefore the sweet one weeps,
Those hidden lips are dumb.
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