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John Hall Wheelock: The Unknown Belovd

Updated February 28, 2017 | Infoplease Staff

The Unknown Belovd

John Hall Wheelock

I dreamed I passed a doorway
Where, for a sign of death,
White ribbons one was binding
About a flowery wreath.
What drew me so I know not,
But drawing near I said,
"Kind sir, and can you tell me
Who is it here lies dead?"
Said he, "Your most belovd
Died here this very day,
That had known twenty Aprils
Had she but lived till May."
Astonished I made answer,
"Good sir, how say you so!
Here have I no belovd,
This house I do not know."
Quoth he, "Who from the world's end
Was destined unto thee
Here lies, thy true belovd
Whom thou shalt never see."
I dreamed I passed a doorway
Where, for a sign of death,
White ribbons one was binding
About a flowery wreath.
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