Death poems

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Sister Marie

© Dora Sigerson Shorter

A Legend of Tyrol

I through the valley of Klausen went

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Chatterton's Will

© Thomas Chatterton

Vous qui par ici pasez
Pur l'ame Guateroine Chatterton priez
Le cors di oi ici gist
L'ame receyve Thu Crist. MCCX.

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"Back again, back again!"

© Richard Monckton Milnes

Back again, back again!
We are passing back again;
We are ceasing to be men!
Without the strife

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The Plaint Of A Rejected Wife

© Confucius

  No cherishing you give,
  I'm hostile in your eyes.
  As pedler's wares for which none cares,
  My virtues you despise.

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No coward soul is mine

© Emily Jane Brontë

No coward soul is mine,

  No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere :

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The Wrath Of Loyalty

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

OCTOBER! tho' thy rugged brow,
No vivid wreaths entwine;
Tho' not for thee the zephyr blow,
Tho' not for thee the blossom glow,
Or skies unclouded shine:

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Paracelsus: Part III: Paracelsus

© Robert Browning


Paracelsus.
Heap logs and let the blaze laugh out!

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Idyll XXIV. The Infant Heracles

© Theocritus

  "Sleep, children mine, a light luxurious sleep,
  Brother with brother: sleep, my boys, my life:
  Blest in your slumber, in your waking blest!"

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An Unwritten Tragedy

© Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

Ho, ye that thirst beside the running stream!
Love is a running stream, whose waters flow
Upon the earth, and who would drink thereof
Must bend him earthwards. There was such an one

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The Death Of Agnes

© Edith Nesbit

Now that the sunlight dies in my eyes,

And the moonlight grows in my hair,

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The Widow Of Crescentius : Part II.

© Felicia Dorothea Hemans

Hast thou a scene that is not spread

With records of thy glory fled?

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Adieu, Farewell Earth's Bliss

© Thomas Nashe

Adieu, farewell earth's bliss,
This world uncertain is;
Fond are life's lustful joys,
Death proves them all but toys,

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Malham Cove

© Robert Laurence Binyon

There is threat in the wind, and a murmur
of water that swells
Swift in the hollow: about me
a shadow is thrown;

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Red Maples

© Sara Teasdale

IN the last year I have learned
How few men are worth my trust;
I have seen the friend I loved
Struck by death into the dust,

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Music

© Madison Julius Cawein

Thou, oh, thou!

Thou of the chorded shell and golden plectrum! thou

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A Visit From Wisdom

© Khalil Gibran

In the stillness of night Wisdom came and stood
By my bed. She gazed upon me like a tender mother
And wiped away my tears, and said : "I have heard
The cry of your spirit and I am come to comfort it.
Open your heart to me and I shall fill it with light.
Ask of me and I shall show you the way of truth."

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Kalamazoo

© Vachel Lindsay

Once, in the city of Kalamazoo,
The gods went walking, two and two,
With the friendly phoenix, the stars of Orion,
The speaking pony and singing lion.
For in Kalamazoo in a cottage apart
Lived the girl with the innocent heart.

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Death Of A Favorite Chamber Maid

© George Moses Horton

O death, thy power I own,
Whose mission was to rush,
And snatch the rose, so quickly blown,
Down from its native bush;
The flower of beauty doom'd to pine,
Ascends from this to worlds divine.

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The Dance To Death. Act II

© Emma Lazarus


LANDGRAVE.
Who tells thee of my son's love for the Jewess?

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The Shadow of God

© Ken Smith

To Mohács

in the marshlands, still in the pouring rain,