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WHITHER? by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON

Poet Analysis

First Line: MINUTES SWIFTLY THROB AND PASS
Last Line: FROM THE HUSHED AND SILENT TOMB.
Minutes swiftly throb and pass,
Shadows cross the dial-glass,
Speeding ever to some call,
Weary world and shadows, all.

Down the closing aisles of day,
Tramping footsteps die away,
But no tidings thread the gloom,
From the hushed and silent tomb.



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