I Have a Rendezvous with Death
Alan Seeger
1888 to 1916
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At midnight in some flaming town,
It may be he shall take my hand
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
I have a rendezvous with Death
I have a rendezvous with Death
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
But I've a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.
And close my eyes and quench my breath—
And lead me into his dark land
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring trips north again this year,
It may be I shall pass him still.
Where hushed awakenings are dear …
God knows 'twere better to be deep
When Spring comes round again this year
And apple-blossoms fill the air—
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
I have a rendezvous with Death
And the first meadow-flowers appear.
Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
And I to my pledged word am true,