The Lost One
THE LOST ONE
(Karle Wilson Baker)
Indeed, I cannot say
Just which of many I shall be
Tomorrow, or today
Whence are they -- prince, witcher or Devil?
I know not; this I know
The gravest, gentlest, simplest one
Was buried long ago
Wrapped in the faded pride it wore
It slumbers, as is fit
And nothing tells the name it bore
Or marks the place of it
But all the other kinds of me
They know, and turn aside
And check their laughter soberly
Above that one that died
(Karle Wilson Baker)
Indeed, I cannot say
Just which of many I shall be
Tomorrow, or today
Whence are they -- prince, witcher or Devil?
I know not; this I know
The gravest, gentlest, simplest one
Was buried long ago
Wrapped in the faded pride it wore
It slumbers, as is fit
And nothing tells the name it bore
Or marks the place of it
But all the other kinds of me
They know, and turn aside
And check their laughter soberly
Above that one that died
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Writer(s): Chris Engels, Karle Wilson Baker
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