Death
Oh Death how shall
i entertain Thee?
When Thou’st gives
me company.
All because of
That cursèd Tree.
To whenst shalt
Thou’st host me?
Will i meet
Melancholy?
Will i be free?
Be gentle,
i plea!
Do the angels
Sing with glee?
Does Satan
Dance in jubilee?
We mourn in
Empathy, for the
Opportunity of
One more memory.
‘Do not ask for whom the bell tolls?
The bell tolls for thee.’
