Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Immortal
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For other versions of this work, see Immortal (Coates, "Life is like a beauteous flower").
Not to be confused with Immortal (Coates, "How living are the dead").
IMMORTAL
LIFE is like a beauteous flower,
Closing to the world at even,—
Closing for a dreamless hour,
To unfold, with dawn, on heaven.
Life is like a bird that nests
Close to earth, no shelter scorning,
Yet, upmounting from her breast,
Fills the skies with song at morning.