Somewhere—in desolate wind-swept space—
In Twilight-land—in No-man's land—
Two hurrying Shapes met face to face,
And bade each other stand.

And who are you? cried one, agape,
Shuddering in the gloaming light.
I know not, said the second Shape,
I only died last night.


Identity; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).

Thomas Bailey Aldrich Quotes

Somewhere—in desolate wind-swept space— In Twilight-land—in No-man's land— Two hurrying Shapes met face to face, And bade each other stand....

Somewhere—in desolate wind-swept space— In Twilight-land—in No-man's land— Two hurrying Shapes met face to face, And bade each other stand....

Somewhere—in desolate wind-swept space— In Twilight-land—in No-man's land— Two hurrying Shapes met face to face, And bade each other stand....

Somewhere—in desolate wind-swept space— In Twilight-land—in No-man's land— Two hurrying Shapes met face to face, And bade each other stand....