Sara Teasdale: The Unseen
Updated September 23, 2019 |
Infoplease Staff
Death went up the hall
Unseen by every one,
Trailing twilight robes
Past the nurse and the nun.
Unseen by every one,
Trailing twilight robes
Past the nurse and the nun.
He paused at every door
And listened to the breath
Of those who did not know
How near they were to Death.
And listened to the breath
Of those who did not know
How near they were to Death.
Death went up the hall
Unseen by nurse and nun;
He passed by many a door —
But he entered one.
Unseen by nurse and nun;
He passed by many a door —
But he entered one.
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