John Bannister Tabb

(1845-1909 / the United States)

Nomads - Poem by John Bannister Tabb

We are but pilgrims; and the skin
That covers us, the tent wherein,
Awake or sleeping, we abide
Till death a dwelling-house provide.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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