Thou art not jealous, sweetheart Death, I think,
Because awhile I shun thy trysting place,
For when upon our marriage couch we sink
There’s no one shall disturb our long embrace.
From: Hemingway, Percy, The Happy Wanderer and Other Verse, 1896, Elkin Matthews: London, p. 61.
(https://archive.org/stream/happywandereroth00hemi#page/60/mode/2up)
Date: 1896
By: Percy Addleshaw (Percy Hemingway) (1866-1916)
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