Since I Have Felt the Sense of Death

by Helen Hoyt

  Since I have borne its dread, its fear—   Oh, how my life has grown more dear Since I have felt the sense of death! Sorrows are good, and cares are small, Since I have known the loss of all. Since I have felt the sense of death,   And death forever at my side—   Oh, how the world has opened wide Since I have felt the sense of death! My hours are jewels that I spend, For I have seen the hours end. Since I have felt the sense of death,   Since I have looked on that black night—   My inmost brain is fierce with light Since I have felt the sense of death. O dark, that made my eyes to see! O death, that gave my life to me!

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