Death poems

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Give Ear Unto The Gentle Lay

© Paul Verlaine

Give ear unto the gentle lay
That's only sad that it may please;
It is discreet, and light it is:
A whiff of wind o'er buds in May.

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On Board The '76

© James Russell Lowell

Our ship lay tumbling in an angry sea,
  Her rudder gone, her mainmast o'er the side;
Her scuppers, from the waves' clutch staggering free,
  Trailed threads of priceless crimson through the tide;
Sails, shrouds, and spars with pirate cannon torn,
  We lay, awaiting morn.

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Anhelli - Chapter 4

© Juliusz Slowacki

Then, when they had taken off the coffin lids, Anhelli shuddered,
seeing that the dead were still in chains, and he said :
"Shaman, lo I am afraid lest these martyrs may never rise from the dead.

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Storm

© Madison Julius Cawein

I looked into the night and saw
  GOD writing with tumultuous flame
  Upon the thunder's front of awe,--
  As on sonorous brass,--the Law,
  Terrific, of HIS judgement name.

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T'is So Much Joy

© Emily Dickinson

’T is so much joy! ’T is so much joy!
If I should fail, what poverty!
And yet, as poor as I
Have ventured all upon a throw;
Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
This side the victory!

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Vision of Columbus – Book 2

© Joel Barlow

High o'er the changing scene, as thus he gazed,

The indulgent Power his arm sublimely raised;

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The Funeral

© Letitia Elizabeth Landon

MARK you not yon sad procession;
'Mid the ruin'd abbey's gloom,
Hastening to the worm's possession,
To the dark and silent tomb!

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Exile

© Marjorie Lowry Christie Pickthall

   I chose the place where I would rest
   When death should come to claim me,
   With the red-rose roots to wrap my breast
   And a quiet stone to name me.

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The Lady Of La Garaye - Part IV

© Caroline Norton

Not vacant in the day of which I write!
Then rose thy pillared columns fair and white;
Then floated out the odorous pleasant scent
Of cultured shrubs and flowers together blent,
And o'er the trim-kept gravel's tawny hue
Warm fell the shadows and the brightness too.

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Perfect Union

© Mathilde Blind

Then, as its incandescent bulk
Sank slowly, like the foundering hulk
  Of some lone burning ship at sea,
His life set with it--bright as brief--
In that invincible belief
  Of Man's august supremacy.

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Sonnet LXXIX: The Monochord

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Is it this sky's vast vault or ocean's sound

That is Life's self and draws my life from me,

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Sonnet LXV: Known in Vain

© Dante Gabriel Rossetti

As two whose love, first foolish, widening scope,

Knows suddenly, to music high and soft,

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From Mount Gerizzim

© John Bunyan

Besides what I said of the Four Last Things,

And of the weal and woe that from them springs;

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The Heroic Enthusiasts - Part The Second =Fifth Dialogue=.

© Giordano Bruno

  Of those, oh gentle Dames, who with closed urn,
  Present themselves, whose hearts are pierced
  Not for a fault by nature caused,
  But through a cruel fate,
  That in a living death,
  Does hold them fast, we each and all are blind.

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Epigrams

© William Watson

'Tis human fortune's happiest height to be
  A spirit melodious, lucid, poised, and whole;
Second in order of felicity
  I hold it, to have walk'd with such a soul.

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Cassandra

© George Meredith

Captive on a foreign shore,
Far from Ilion's hoary wave,
Agamemnon's bridal slave
Speaks Futurity no more:
Death is busy with her grave.

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The Death Of Winter

© George Meredith

When April with her wild blue eye

Comes dancing over the grass,

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Fredericksburg

© Thomas Bailey Aldrich

The increasing moonlight drifts across my bed,

And on the churchyard by the road, I know

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The Borough. Letter XVI: Inhabitants Of The Alms-House. Benlow

© George Crabbe

SEE! yonder badgeman with that glowing face,

A meteor shining in this sober place!

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Epitaph

© John Kenyon

Riches I had! they faded from my view—
  And troops of friends! but they deceived me too—
  And fame! it came and went—a very breath;
  While faith stood firm, and soothed the hour of death.