“ O marriage-bells, your clamor tells Two weddings in one breath. She marries whom her love compels: —And I wed Goodman Death! My brain is blank, my tears are red; Listen, O God: — “I will,” he said: — And I would that I were dead. ”
“ O marriage-bells, your clamor tells Two weddings in one breath. She marries whom her love compels: —And I wed Goodman Death! My brain is blank, my tears are red; Listen, O God: — “I will,” he said: — And I would that I were dead. ”
