"And These--Are These Indeed The End"

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Title:     "And These--Are These Indeed The End"
Author: William Watson [More Titles by Watson]

And these--are these indeed the end,
This grinning skull, this heavy loam?
Do all green ways whereby we wend
Lead but to yon ignoble home?

Ah well! Thine eyes invite to bliss;
Thy lips are hives of summer still.
I ask not other worlds while this
Proffers me all the sweets I will.

[The end]
William Watson's poem: "And These--Are These Indeed The End"

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