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Poem
July 13, 1905
The Pensacola Journal
Pensacola, Escambia County, Florida
What is this article about?
John Hay's poem 'The Stirrup-Cup' meditates on the end of life, with death personified as a pale horse arriving to carry the speaker to unknown lands, bidding farewell to warm joys, faithful friends, rosy children, and a sweet wife.
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THE STIRRUP-CUP.
By John Hay.
My short and happy day is done,
The long and dreary night comes on;
And at my door the pale horse stands
To carry me to unknown lands.
His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof,
Sound dreadful as a gathering storm;
And I must leave this sheltering roof
And joys of life so soft and warm.
Tender and warm the joys of life—
Good friends, the faithful and the true;
My rosy children and my wife,
So sweet to kiss, so fair to view.
So sweet to kiss, so fair to view;
The night comes down, the lights burn blue;
And at my door the pale horse stands
To bear me forth to unknown lands.
By John Hay.
My short and happy day is done,
The long and dreary night comes on;
And at my door the pale horse stands
To carry me to unknown lands.
His whinny shrill, his pawing hoof,
Sound dreadful as a gathering storm;
And I must leave this sheltering roof
And joys of life so soft and warm.
Tender and warm the joys of life—
Good friends, the faithful and the true;
My rosy children and my wife,
So sweet to kiss, so fair to view.
So sweet to kiss, so fair to view;
The night comes down, the lights burn blue;
And at my door the pale horse stands
To bear me forth to unknown lands.
What sub-type of article is it?
Elegy
What themes does it cover?
Death Mourning
What keywords are associated?
Stirrup Cup
Pale Horse
Death Farewell
Family Joys
John Hay
What entities or persons were involved?
By John Hay.
Poem Details
Title
The Stirrup Cup
Author
By John Hay.
Key Lines
My Short And Happy Day Is Done,
The Long And Dreary Night Comes On;
And At My Door The Pale Horse Stands
To Carry Me To Unknown Lands.
Tender And Warm The Joys Of Life—
Good Friends, The Faithful And The True;
My Rosy Children And My Wife,
So Sweet To Kiss, So Fair To View.
So Sweet To Kiss, So Fair To View;
The Night Comes Down, The Lights Burn Blue;
And At My Door The Pale Horse Stands
To Bear Me Forth To Unknown Lands.