English poem
Poem 173 (Die, Youth, die, for I cannot…)
by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge (1861–1907)
Die, Youth, die, for I cannot bear thy dying! Life's Death-in-Life, and Death is all in all. See the dead leaves from the barren trees are flying, Hark, the winds call!
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