Wednesday, April 02, 2025
POEM - A TIME TO DIE
BY DONOVAN BALDWIN
"The notary was present, and he said that he'd never read in any book of chivalry that a knight errant had died in his bed so calmly, and in such a Christian way as don Quixote, who, amidst pity and tears of those surrounding him, gave up the ghost; that is, he died."
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| Don Quixote On His Deeathbed |
"The notary was present, and he said that he'd never read in any book of chivalry that a knight errant had died in his bed so calmly, and in such a Christian way as don Quixote, who, amidst pity and tears of those surrounding him, gave up the ghost; that is, he died."
- 'Don Quixote' by Miguel de Cervantes
A Time To Die
Call when morning's blossom
Lingers still before my eyes,
Or when I've touched my neighbor;
At that time let me die.
Show me roses in a garden, or
Fields stretched beneath the snow,
Catch me dreaming, maybe singing,
I'll be prepared to go.
Don't come when hate surrounds me, or
Simply take me as I sleep.
At the moment of my leaving,
Give me one fine thing to keep.
Copyright: Donovan Baldwin
A Time To Die
Call when morning's blossom
Lingers still before my eyes,
Or when I've touched my neighbor;
At that time let me die.
Show me roses in a garden, or
Fields stretched beneath the snow,
Catch me dreaming, maybe singing,
I'll be prepared to go.
Don't come when hate surrounds me, or
Simply take me as I sleep.
At the moment of my leaving,
Give me one fine thing to keep.
Copyright: Donovan Baldwin
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