He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I know
Pale and white and cold as snow;
And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!"
Weeping at the feet and head.
I can see your falling tears,
I can hear your sighs and prayers;
Yet I smile and whisper this:
I am not the thing you kiss.
Cease your tears and let it lie;
It was mine--it is not I.
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In twilight land, in no man's land,
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Shuddering in the glimmering light.
"I know not," said the second shape,
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troublesome.
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Death hath so many doors to let out life.
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Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
