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handed Death ! Uncrook your fingers from my throat, and let
me draw my breath. You do me wrong to take me now — too soon
for me to die Ah, loose me from this clutching pain, and hear
the reason why.
I know I've had my forty years, and wasted
every one ; And yet, I tell you honestly, my life is not begun; I've walked the world like one asleep, a dreamer
in a trance; But now you've gripped me wide awake - I
want another chance.
My dreams were always beautiful, my thoughts
were high and fine ; No life was ever lived on earth to match those
dreams of mine. And would you wreck them unfulfilled? What
folly, nay, what crime ! You rob the world, you waste a soul - give me
a little time.
You 'll hear me? Yes, I'm sure you will, my
hope is not in vain : I feel the even pulse of peace, the sweet relief
from pain; The black fog rolls away from me; I'm free
once more to plan: Another chance is all I need to prove myself a
The world is full of warfare 'twixt the evil and
the good; I watched the battle from afar as one that
understood The shouting and confusion, the bloody, blun
dering fightHow few there are that see it clear, how few
that wage it right!
The captains flushed with foolish pride, the sol.
diers pale with fear, The faltering flags, the feeble fire from ranks
that swerve and veer, The wild mistakes, the dismal doubts, the cow
ard hearts that fleeThe good cause needs a nobler knight to win the