Harry Kemp - Farewell

Tell them, O Sky-born, when I die
With high romance to wife,
That I went out as I had lived,
Drunk with the joy of life.

Yea, say that I went to death
Serene and unafraid,
Still loving Song, but loving more
Life, of which Song is made!

Harry Kemp

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