Alan Seeger

(22 June 1888 - 4 July 1916 / New York City, New York)

After An Epigram Of Clement Marot - Poem by Alan Seeger

The lad I was I longer now
Nor am nor shall be evermore.
Spring's lovely blossoms from my brow
Have shed their petals on the floor.
Thou, Love, hast been my lord, thy shrine
Above all gods' best served by me.
Dear Love, could life again be mine
How bettered should that service be!


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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