Death

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Title:     Death
Author: Paul Laurence Dunbar [More Titles by Dunbar]

Storm and strife and stress,
Lost in a wilderness,
Groping to find a way,
Forth to the haunts of day

Sudden a vista peeps,
Out of the tangled deeps,
Only a point--the ray
But at the end is day.

Dark is the dawn and chill,
Daylight is on the hill,
Night is the flitting breath,
Day rides the hills of death.

[The end]
Paul Laurence Dunbar's poem: Death

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