Walter M. Lindsay
Last Lines
New! Above our days!
New! Is calm as Nature in her rest!
New! Is digging at my shallow grave!
New! My soul has made!
New! Of myriad struggling men!
That never shall return to thee!
The Hand that gave them birth.
New! The shattered roof-tree o'er.
New! Thick strown beneath the morning sky.
New! Tossed high above an ocean grave.
New! Upon the shore!
New! When thou art near!
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