Famine Song

Death and Famine on every side

And never a sign of rain,

The bones of those who have starved and died

Unburied upon the plain.

What care have I that the bones bleach white?

To-morrow they may be mine,

But I shall sleep in your arms to-night

And drink your lips like wine!

Cholera, Riot, and Sudden Death,

And the brave red blood set free,

The glazing eye and the failing breath,–

But what are these things to me?

Your breath is quick and your eyes are bright

And your blood is red like wine,

And I shall sleep in your arms to-night

And hold your lips with mine!

I hear the sound of a thousand tears,

Like softly pattering rain,

I see the fever, folly, and fears

Fulfilling man’s tale of pain.

But for the moment your star is bright,

I revel beneath its shine,

For I shall sleep in your arms to-night

And feel your lips on mine!

And you need not deem me over cold,

That I do not stop to think

For all the pleasure this Life may hold

Is on the Precipice brink.

Thought could but lessen my soul’s delight,

And to-day she may not pine.

For I shall lie in your arms to-night

And close your lips with mine!

I trust what sorrow the Fates may send

I may carry quietly through,

And pray for grace when I reach the end,

To die as a man should do.

To-day, at least, must be clear and bright,

Without a sorrowful sign,

Because I sleep in your arms to-night

And feel your lips on mine!

So on I work, in the blazing sun,

To bury what dead we may,

But glad, oh, glad, when the day is done

And the night falls round us grey.

Would those we covered away from sight

Had a rest as sweet as mine!

For I shall sleep in your arms to-night

And drink your lips like wine!

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• A Dish Of Peaches In Russia by Wallace Stevens by Wallace Stevens
• Depression Before Spring by Wallace Stevens by Wallace Stevens
• A Clear Day And No Memories by Wallace Stevens by Wallace Stevens
• In The Carolinas by Wallace Stevens by Wallace Stevens
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• Anecdote Of Canna by Wallace Stevens by Wallace Stevens
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• Yet, Yet, Ye Downcast Hours. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Years of the Modern. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Year that Trembled. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Year of Meteors, 1859 ’60. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• World, Take Good Notice. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• World Below the Brine, The. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
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• With All Thy Gifts. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Whoever You are, Holding Me now in Hand. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Who Learns My Lesson Complete? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
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