Charles Sorley - Such Such Is Death

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Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat: Only an empty pail, a slate rubbed clean A merciful putting away of what has been And this we know: Death is not Life, effete Life crushed, the broken pail. We who have seen So marvellous things know well the end not yet Victor and vanquished are a-one in death: Coward and brave: friend, foe. Ghosts do not say "Come, what was your record when you drew breath?" But a big blot has hid each yesterday So poor, so manifestly incompletе And your bright Promise, withered long and spеd Is touched, stirs, rises, opens and grows sweet And blossoms and is you, when you are dead