Death poems

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Sonnet XCVI: Life the Beloved

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

As thy friend's face, with shadow of soul o'erspread,

Somewhile unto thy sight perchance hath been

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Genesis BK XVI

© Caedmon

(ll. 918-924) And unto Eve God spake in wrath: "Turn thee from
joy!  Thou shalt live under man's dominion, sore smitten with
fear before him.  With bitter sorrow shalt thou expiate thy sin,
waiting for death, bringing forth sons and daughters in the world
with grief and tears and lamentation."

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In October

© Archibald Lampman

Along the waste, a great way off, the pines,

Like tall slim priests of storm, stand up and bar

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Ode To Joy

© Johann Christoph Friedrich Von Schiller

Chorus.
Be embrac’d, ye millions yonder!
Take this kiss throughout the world!
Brothers—o’er the stars unfurl’d
Must reside a loving Father.}

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Italy : 12. Italy

© Samuel Rogers

Am I in Italy?  Is this the Mincius?
Are those the distant turrets of Verona?
And shall I sup where Juliet at the Masque
Saw her loved Montague, and now sleeps by him?

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Paulo Purganti And His Wife: An Honest, But A Simple Pair

© Matthew Prior

On marry'd Men, that dare be bad,
She thought no Mercy should be had;
They should be hang'd, or starv'd, or flead,
Or serv'd like Romish Priests in Swede.-
In short, all Lewdness She defy'd:
And stiff was her Parochial Pride.

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Part of an Irregular Fragment

© Helen Maria Williams

I.

 Rise, winds of night! relentless tempests, rise!

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To One Slain In Absence.

© Arthur Henry Adams

AND so we parted, love, oblivious
That we were parting! With our laughter light,
Flouting the future, on the morrow bright
At our old tryst we would once more discuss

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The Borough. Letter XXIV: Schools

© George Crabbe

pride, -
Their room, the sty in which th' assembly meet,
In the close lane behind the Northgate-street;
T'observe his vain attempts to keep the peace,
Till tolls the bell, and strife and troubles cease,

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Operation

© Stephen Vincent Benet

Time, the superb physician, drew his breath,
"I'll just remove Youth, Health and Love," he said,
"The rest is for Consulting-Surgeon Death."
God, how I hated that peremptory head!
As through the ether came his sickening drawl
"Now this won't hurt. . . . Oh, it won't hurt at all."

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An Altar-Flame

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

EVEN as when utter summer makes the grain

Bow heavily along through the whole land

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Maui Victor

© Johannes Carl Andersen

Unhewn in quarry lay the Parian stone,


  Ere hands, god-guided, of Praxiteles

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From The Conflict Of Convictions

© Herman Melville

  _Yea and Nay--_
  _Each hath his say;_
  _But God He keeps the middle way._
  _None was by_
  _When He spread the sky;_
  _Wisdom is vain, and prophecy._

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To a Sea-Gull

© Gerald Griffin

White bird of the tempest! O beautiful thing,

With the bosom of snow, and the motionless wing,

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Dialogue Lucasta, Alexis

© Richard Lovelace

  I.
  Lucasta.
  TELL me, ALEXIS, what this parting is,
  That so like dying is, but is not it?

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The Poet's Death

© John Clare

The world is taking little heed
  And plods from day to day:
The vulgar flourish like a weed,
  The learned pass away.

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The American Flag

© Joseph Rodman Drake

I.

WHEN Freedom from her mountain height

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The Kalevala - Rune XIX

© Elias Lönnrot

ILMARINEN'S WOOING.


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Sonnet XXXVIII: The Morrow's Message

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

“Thou Ghost,” I said, “and is thy name To-day?—

Yesterday's son, with such an abject brow!—

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On Ye Queens Death

© Thomas Parnell

The Persians us'd at setting of ye sunn

To howl, as if he nere again should runn