Arthur Upson

(1877-1908 / United States)

Ex Libris

In an old book at even as I read
   Fast fading words adown my shadowy page,
   I crossed a tale of how, in other age,
At Arqua, with his books around him, sped
The word to Petrarch; and with noble head
   Bowed gently o'er his volume that sweet sage
   To Silence paid his willing seigniorage.
And they who found him whispered, "He is dead!"

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