AT DEATH'S DOOR

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

DEATH'S DOOR by William Blake

 

 

 

 

There was an Old Man who lived in Lahore

Whose day dreams were always about Death's door.

A smell of sulphur in the air made him yell:

“Oh Death, where will I go, Heaven or Hell?”

Exclaimed this Old Man who lived in Lahore.