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Subject - Death
Poetry is the harnessing of the paradox of earth cradling life and then entombing it. - Carl Sandburg
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The Last Word
by Matthew Arnold
Creep into thy narrow bed,
Creep, and let no more be said!
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Thanatopsis
by William Cullen Bryant
on going peacefully
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When Coldness Wraps this Suffering Clay
by Lord Byron
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Heraclitus
by William Cory
on hearing of the death of a dear friend
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Because I could not stop for Death
by Emily Dickinson
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My life closed twice before its close
by Emily Dickinson
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The Dance of Death
by Austin Dobson
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Death Be Not Proud
by John Donne
death's power is shown to be empty
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Lay a Garland on My Hearse
by John Fletcher
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Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?
by Thomas Hardy
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His Meditation upon Death
by Robert Herrick
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To Daffodills
by Robert Herrick
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To an Athlete Dying Young
by A. E. Housman
we cheer our heroes in life and in death
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With Rue My Heart Is Laden
by A. E. Housman
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Is My Team Ploughing?
by A. E. Housman
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Death
by James Leigh Hunt
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Oh, Why Should the Spirit of Mortal Be Proud?
by William Knox
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Death Stands Above Me
by Walter Savage Landor
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The Reaper and the Flowers
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Post Mortem
by Arthur Munby
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Dulce et Decorum Est
by Wilfred Owen
written during WW I after the first use of Chlorine gas
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Anthem for Doomed Youth
by Wilfred Owen
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A Night-Piece on Death
by Thomas Parnell
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The Dying Christian To His Soul
by Alexander Pope
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I Have a Rendezvous with Death . . .
by Alan Seeger
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The Discoverer
by Edmund Clarence Stedman
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Mors Benefica
by Edmund Clarence Stedman
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Come not, when I am dead
by Alfred, Lord Tennyson
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All the Flowers
by John Webster
...Who seek by trophies and dead things
To leave a living name behind,
And weave but nets to catch the wind.
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