Hannah Flagg Gould
Last Lines
New! A harvest sweet and free?
New! And am now a dying storm!
New! And in darkness I must end!
New! And like her dying lamp go out in peace!
New! Are the stars and the falling dew.
New! As the clouds scud before the warm sun!
New! For he is out on an angry deep!
New! I baptize thee, with a tear!
New! Like her who sorrows here.
New! Like the stricken bird and her falling feather!
New! Locked up in the bosom that bore it!
New! My life and its moral may read!
New! Shall 'tchick!' to tell them I'm drinking!
New! So sweet, she will wake no more!
New! That is offered from the skies!
New! The fall, and got over the bump!
New! Thy nature, power, or purpose, who can speak?
New! Till the dead shall all awake!
New! To celebrate the presence of her God!
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