John Hay

(8 October 1838 – 1 July 1905 / Salem, Indiana)

The Stirrup Cup - Poem by John Hay

My short and happy day is done,
The long and dreary night comes on;
And at my door the Pale Horse stands,
To carry me to unknown lands.

His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof,
Sound dreadful as a gathering storm;
And I must leave this sheltering roof,
And joys of life so soft and warm.

Tender and warm the joys of life,
Good friends, the faithful and the true;
My rosy children and my wife,
So sweet to kiss, so fair to view.

So sweet to kiss, so fair to view,
The night comes down, the lights burn blue;
And at my door the Pale Horse stands,
To bear me forth to unknown lands.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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