An Epitaph Poem by John Millington Synge

An Epitaph

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A silent sinner, nights and days,
No human heart to him drew nigh,
Alone he wound his wonted ways,
Alone and little loved did die.

And autumn Death for him did choose,
A season dank with mists and rain,
And took him, while the evening dews
Were settling o'er the fields again.

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Leona Dias 15 December 2020

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John Millington Synge

John Millington Synge

Newtown Villas, Rathfarnham, County Dublin
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