James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902.

November 4

Eugene Field

By Marion F. Ham (1867–1956)

(Died November 4, 1895)

BUT yesterday he was, and lo! to-day

Upon his lips there is not any breath

To tell me how he fared along the way;

And yet, methinks, beside his pulseless clay

I kneel and listen till I hear him say,

“I’ll sing more sweetly for the sleep of death.”