Florence Earle Coates,
The Unconquered Air, and Other Poems…
(1912)
“ And as one startled wakes from a fair dream He fain would dream again, if that might be, You looked on Death clothed in his might supreme, And gave yourself to him,—forgetting me. All beauteous in the blossom-time of youth, Ere yet a cloud your radiance could dim,— You knew him for God's messenger, in truth, And like an angel, went away with him. ”
