 | The complete poems of S. Weir Mitchell |  |
And if, they said, your life shall fail to give
What Bacon called the “hostages to fate,”
Unnumbered friends shall challenge love with love,
And ever through your happy hours elate.
What Bacon called the “hostages to fate,”
Unnumbered friends shall challenge love with love,
And ever through your happy hours elate.
| The complete poems of S. Weir Mitchell | |