Quote#Death
She stood there, and at once I knew
Quote byStephen Vincent Benét · 1898–1943
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Quality of Courage.
English (original)
She stood there, and at once I knew The bitter thing that I must do. There could be no surrender now; Though Sleep and Death were whispering low.
— Stephen Vincent Benét
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