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Death Poems

Some may think that Death Poems and Death Poetry are not appropriate subjects. Death, loss and mourning are as much a part of life as love and laughter. As I have grown older I am beginning to see death not so much as an ending but as a beginning, something to be accepted and waited for.
Drowned by J. C. Yule
The morning dawned without a cloud, But evening came with pall and shroud,-- With muffled step, and bated breath, And mournful whisperings of--_death!_
For Annie by Edgar Allen Poe
Thank Heaven! the crisis-- The danger is past, And the lingering illness Is over at last-- And the fever called "Living" Is conquered at last.
John Maynard by Horatio Alger Jr.
'Twas on Lake Erie's broad expanse One bright midsummer day, The gallant steamer Ocean Queen Swept proudly on her way. Bright faces clustered on the deck, Or, leaning o'er the side, Watched carelessly the feathery foam That flecked the rippling tide.
Last Words by Horatio Alger
"DEAR Charlie," breathed a soldier, "O comrade true and tried, Who in the heat of battle Pressed closely to my side; I feel that I am stricken, My life is ebbing fast; I fain would have you with me, Dear Charlie, till the last.
Suicide by Edna St. Milay
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears,-- Aye, from thy glutted lash, glad, crawled away, As if spent passion were a holiday!
The Murdered Traveler by William Bryant
When spring, to woods and wastes around, Brought bloom and joy again, The murdered traveller's bones were found, Far down a narrow glen.
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