Poems
Down-trodden, down-smitten
We live, for in death
Has a god's hand re-written
The evil Life saith,
The songs which Life sings in derision with bitter and insolent breath?
We live, for in death
Has a god's hand re-written
The evil Life saith,
The songs which Life sings in derision with bitter and insolent breath?
The greatest and fairest,
The lords of the earth,
Thou, Pluto, declarest
Shall share in thy mirth—
Shall laugh with thy laughter and slumber in meadows of infinite dearth.
The lords of the earth,
Thou, Pluto, declarest
Shall share in thy mirth—
Shall laugh with thy laughter and slumber in meadows of infinite dearth.
How then if the strong men
Thus prosper in Hell
Shall the outcast among men
Thus prosper in Hell
Shall the outcast among men
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