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A Last Word

Rating: 2.4

Let us go hence: the night is now at hand;
The day is overworn, the birds all flown;
And we have reaped the crops the gods have sown;
Despair and death; deep darkness o'er the land,
Broods like an owl; we cannot understand
Laughter or tears, for we have only known
Surpassing vanity: vain things alone
Have driven our perverse and aimless band.

Let us go hence, somewhither strange and cold,

To Hollow Lands where just men and unjust
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Crusader Man 20 May 2019

you are big you should be moar nice

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Crusader Man 20 May 2019

I am the very cool Muhammed Asim you are the not'

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Paresh Chakra 01 December 2018

This poem is very thoughtful poem 10+++++++++

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M Asim Nehal 17 December 2016

There is only one God not many...

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Earnest christopher Dowson the great poet through this poem very legibly described the adverse condition of world affairs and suffering of a human being and it is a great poem.

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