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The One Lost
I mingle with your bones:
You steal in subtle noose
This lighted dust .Jehovah loans
And now I lose.
What will the Lender say
When I shall not be found,
Safe-sheltered at the Judgment Day,
Being in you bound ?
he'll hunt through wards of Heaven,
Call to uncoffined earth
'Where is this soul, unjudged, not given
Dole for good's dearth?'
And I, lying so safe
Within you, hearing all,
To have cheated God shall laugh,
Freed by your thrall.
poem
by
Isaac Rosenberg
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