Adelaide Crapsey


For Aubrey Beardsley's picture "Pierrot is dying."
Pierrot is dying;
Tiptoe in,
Finger touched to lip,
Columbine and Clown.
Hush! how still he lies
In his bed,
White slipped hand and white
Sunken head.
Oh, poor Pierrot.
There's his dressing-gown
Across the chair,
Slippers on the floor…
Can he hear
Us who tiptoe in?
Pillowed high he lies
In his bed;
Listen, Columbine.
"He is dead."
Oh, poor Pierrot.
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