Though I go quickly, it shall be As one who lived full years to see Himself from darkling house set free ... I shall not die, though chill be laid On striving blood, and words unsaid Fret the dark silence of leaf and mould With dagger too keen for flesh to hold. Death cannot slay me, though I lie In dreamless crypt, of haggler bought; Earth cannot cheat me of the sky; Nor stars betray the thing they wrought. Though I go quickly, rose will glow With a new note of color; wind will blow With a strange, sweet music ... @3I shall be As the wind ... in every flowering tree.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WEST WIND by JOHN MASEFIELD TO A PRESIDENT by WALT WHITMAN THE CASE OF DOMINEERING JOHN ALEXIS UPHAM by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS FIRST LOVE by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS THE ORGANIST by KATHARINE LEE BATES SANDY STAR: 1. SCULPTURED WORSHIP by WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE |