THE KING’S BUSINESS
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j i _ r OM morn to eve they struggled, Life and Death.
At first it seemed to me that they in mirth Contended, and as foes of equal worth,
^ So firm their step, so undisturbed their breath. But when the sharp red sun cut through its sheath Of western clouds, I saw the brown arm’s girth Tighten and bear that radiant form to earth, And suddenly both fell upon the heath. And then the wonder came; for when I fled To where those great antagonists down fell I could not find the body that I sought, And when and where it went I could not tell. One only form was left of those who fought— The long dark form of Death, and it was dead! — Selected.
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