Matches in DBpedia 2016-04 for { ?s ?p ""Death" I shall walk down the road. I shall turn and feel upon my feet The kisses of Death, like scented rain. For Death is a black slave with little silver birds Perched in a sleeping wreath upon his head. He will tell me, his voice like jewels Dropped into a satin bag, How he has tip-toed after me down the road, His heart made a dark whirlpool with longing for me. Then he will graze me with his hands And I will be one of the sleeping silver birds Between the cold waves of his hair, as he tip-toes on."@en }
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- Maxwell_Bodenheim quote ""Death" I shall walk down the road. I shall turn and feel upon my feet The kisses of Death, like scented rain. For Death is a black slave with little silver birds Perched in a sleeping wreath upon his head. He will tell me, his voice like jewels Dropped into a satin bag, How he has tip-toed after me down the road, His heart made a dark whirlpool with longing for me. Then he will graze me with his hands And I will be one of the sleeping silver birds Between the cold waves of his hair, as he tip-toes on.".