NOT, I’ll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
Not untwist—slack they may be—these last strands of man
In me r, most weary, cry I can no more. I can;
Can something, hope, wish day come, not choose not to be.
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- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: July 28, 1844
- Died: June 8, 1889
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