I Have a Rendez-Vous with Death-Baptiste W. Hamon
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I Have a Rendez-Vous with Death - Baptiste W. Hamon

I have a rendezvous with death

At some disputed barricade

When spring comes back with rustling shade

And apple blossoms fill the air

I have a rendezvous with death

When spring brings back blue days and fair

It may be he shall take my hand

And lead me into his dark land

And close my eyes and quench my breath

It may be I shall pass him still

I have a rendezvous with death

On some scarred slope of battered hill

When spring comes round again this year

And the first meadow flowers appear

God knows it were better to be deep

Pillowed in silk and scented down

Where love throbs out in blissful sleep

Pulse nigh to pulse

And breath to breath

Where hushed awakenings are dear

But I've a rendezvous with death

At midnight in some flaming town

When spring trips north again this year

And I to my pledged word am true

And I shall not fail that rendezvous

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