Thomas Bailey Aldrich
1836 - 1907
Somewhere -- in desolate wind-swept
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
Shuddering in the gloaming light.
"I know not," said the second Shape,
"I only died last night!"