Poems (Coates 1916)/Volume I/Once in a Still, Sequestered Place

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ONCE IN A STILL, SEQUESTERED PLACE

ONCE in a still, sequestered place  Where fell a shade, as of approaching death, A lily drooped upon its wounded stem.  But, ah, how sweet its breath! The shadow deepened into night,  Life flows no longer in the lily's veins; But there where for a fragrant hour it bloomed,  A perfume still remains!