Eugene Field

(2 September 1850 - 4 November 1895 / St Louis / Missouri / United States)

Mortality - Poem by Eugene Field

O Nicias, not for us alone
Was laughing Eros born,
Nor shines alone for us the moon,
Nor burns the ruddy morn;
Alas! to-morrow lies not in the ken
Of us who are, O Nicias, mortal men!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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