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Frederick
George Scott
COLLECTED
POEMS
Death
and Life
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Quoth Death to Life: ‘Behold what strength
is mine!
All others perish, yet I
do not fail;
Where life aboundeth most,
I most prevail;
I mete out all things with my measuring line.’
Then answered Life: ‘O boastful Death, not
thine
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The
final triumph; what thy hands undo
My busy anvil forgeth out
anew;
For one lamp darkened I bring two to shine.’
Then answered Death: “Thy handiwork is
fair,
But a slight breath will
crumble it to dust.’
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‘Nay,
Death,’ said Life, ‘for in the vernal
air
A sweeter blossom breaks
the winter’s crust.’
Then God called down and stopped the foolish strife;
His servants both—God made both Death and
Life. [Page 139]
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