Poem about Death

On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair (Poem by Robert Burns)

On the Death of Sir James Hunter Blair By  Robert Burns The lamp of day, with ill-presaging glare,     Dim, cloudy, sunk beneath the western wave; Th…

A Mother’s Lament for the Death of her Son (Poem by Robert Burns)

A Mother’s Lament for the Death of her Son By  Robert Burns Fate gave the word, the arrow sped,     And pierc’d my darling’s heart; And with him all …

At Algeciras — A Meditaton upon Death (Poem by William Butler Yeats)

At Algeciras — A Meditaton upon Death By  William Butler Yeats The heron-billed pale cattle-birds That feed on some foul parasite Of the Moroccan flo…

Death (Poem by William Butler Yeats)

Death By  William Butler Yeats Nor dread nor hope attend A dying animal; A man awaits his end Dreading and hoping all; Many times he died, Many times…

Death, in Life (Poem by Victor Hugo)

Death, in Life By  Victor Hugo     We pass—these sleep Beneath the shade where deep-leaved boughs Bend o'er the furrows the Great Reaper ploughs,…

Death and Dr. Hornbook: A True Story (Poem by Robert Burns)

Death and Dr. Hornbook: A True Story By Robert Burns Some books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev&#…

Death of General Grant (Poem by Walter Whitman)

Death of General Grant By  Walter Whitman As one by one withdraw the lofty actors, From that great play on history’s stage eterne, That lurid, partia…

The Lesson of the Patriot Dead (Poem by Victor Hugo)

The Lesson of the Patriot Dead By  Victor Hugo Upon the grave's cold mouth there ever have caresses clung For those who died ideally good and gra…

Sonnet on the Death of Robert Riddel, Esq. (Poem by Robert Burns)

Sonnet On the death of Robert Riddel, Esq. , Of Glenriddel, April, 1794 By  Robert Burns No more, ye warblers of the wood — no more!     Nor pour you…

A Voice from Death (Poem by Walter Whitman)

A Voice from Death By  Walter Whitman A voice from Death, solemn and strange, in all his sweep and power, With sudden, indescribable blow — towns dro…

On the Death of a Young Lady of Five Years of Age (Poem by Phillis Wheatley)

On the Death of a Young Lady of Five Years of Age By  Phillis Wheatley From dark abodes to fair etherial light Th’ enraptur’d innocent has wing’d her…
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