Death Be Not ProudJohn Donne Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not soe, For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill mee. ...
Death looks gigantically down. There open fanes and gaping graves Yawn level with the luminous waves; But not the riches there that lie In each idol's diamond eye— Not the gaily-jewelled dead Tempt the waters from their bed; For no ripples curl, alas! Along that wilderness ...
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Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so, For, those, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow, Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me. From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, Much pleasure, then from thee, ...
Of that late death took all my heart for speech. 30. Friendship After Love by Ella Wheeler Cox After the fierce midsummer all ablaze Has burned itself to ashes, and expires In the intensity of its own fires, There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days ...
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for at my death this truth shall be seen: your eyes slay me suddenly; their beauty I cannot sustain, they wound me so, through my heart keen.Chrysalis of Light by Nick MarcoPurl in my bed your chrysalis of light, dream spirit: Come from where you lie, pristine ...
For NaPoWriMo day four, we are to write a poem based on a dream. Quietus As death came to unfold my hand, you chose to stay and hold my hand, so that this quietus, meant to give the steam of life a vent and calm the mighty wave of life, ...
A Thought For A Lonely Death-BedElizabeth Barrett Browning If God compel thee to this destiny, To die alone, with none beside thy bed To ruffle round with sobs thy last word said And mark with tears the pulses ebb from thee,- ... ...
Jesus waits for those ready, willing and able to accept Him. Peace could feel like death to some! To me also once. Healing is that sweet release from attachments, Cravings and wishes for A nonstop thrill ride, Bringing ego satisfaction. ...