The Voice Of The Void

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Title:     The Voice Of The Void
Author: George Parsons Lathrop [More Titles by Lathrop]

I warn, like the one drop of rain
On your face, ere the storm;
Or tremble in whispered refrain
With your blood, beating warm.
I am the presence that ever
Baffles your touch's endeavor,--
Gone like the glimmer of dust
Dispersed by a gust.
I am the absence that taunts you,
The fancy that haunts you;
The ever unsatisfied guess
That, questioning emptiness,
Wins a sigh for reply.
Nay; nothing am I,
But the flight of a breath--
For I am Death!

[The end]
George Parsons Lathrop's poem: Voice Of The Void

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