Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke (1918)/Death

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Rainer Maria Rilke1970366Poems — Death1918Jessie Lemont

DEATH

Before us great Death stands
Our fate held close within his quiet hands.
When with proud joy we lift Life's red wine up
To drink deep of the mystic shining cup
And ecstasy through all our being leaps—
Death bows his head and weeps.