Death and the Lady
by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
1 TURN in, my lord, she said ;
2 As it were the Father of Sin
3 I have hated the Father of the Dead,
4 The slayer of my kin ;
5 By the Father of the Living led,
6 Turn in, my lord, turn in.
7 We were foes of old ; thy touch was cold,
8 But mine is warm as life ;
9 I have struggled and made thee loose thy hold,
10 I have turned aside the knife.
11 Despair itself in me was bold,
12 I have striven, and won the strife.
13 But that which conquered thee and rose
14 Again to earth descends ;
15 For the last time we have come to blows.
16 And the long combat ends.
17 The worst and secretest of foes,
18 Be now my friend of friends.