The Death Bed
Thomas Hood
1799 to 1845
Track 1
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Our very hopes belied our fears,
Her breathing soft and low,
Her quiet eyelids closed—she had
And chill with early showers,
As we had lent her half our powers
Our fears our hopes belied—
We thought her dying when she slept,
Another morn than ours.
As in her breast the wave of life
So silently we seem'd to speak,
Kept heaving to and fro.
So slowly moved about,
For when the morn came dim and sad,
And sleeping when she died.
We watch'd her breathing through the night,
To eke her living out.
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