WHAT is dis dat steals, Dat steals across my brow? Is hit death? Is hit death? Is hit death? If dis be death, I soon shall be From ebry pain an' truble free, I shall de king ob glory see. All is well, all is well. What is dis dat make, Dat make my pulse beat slow? Is hit death? Is hit death? Is hit death? If dis be death, I soon shall be From ebry pain an' truble free, I shall de king ob glory see. All is well, all is well. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC THE WHITE PEACOCK by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE LOON ON FORRESTER'S POND by HAYDEN CARRUTH ONE OF THE LEAST OF THESE, MY LITTLE ONE' by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |