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The term "Ode - Death" has been searched for 50 times before on Poetry Connection. The first time was on April 11th, 2005.
1. Examination at the Womb-Door - written by Ted Hughes
Read 2950 times on Poetry Connection.
Who owns those scrawny little feet? Death.
Who owns this bristly scorched-looking face? Death.
Who owns these still-working lungs? Death.
Who owns this utility coat of muscles? Death.
Who owns these unspeakable guts? Death.
Who... (Read full poem)
2. Death And Birth - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Read 962 times on Poetry Connection.
Death and birth should dwell not near together:
Wealth keeps house not, even for shame, with dearth:
Fate doth ill to link in one brief tether
Death and birth.
Harsh the yoke that binds them, strange the girth
Seems that girds them each with... (Read full poem)
3. 51. On Tam the Chapman - written by Robert Burns
From Poems and Songs. The Harvard Classics. 1909–14..
Published in 1784.
Read 1099 times on Poetry Connection.
AS Tam the chapman on a day,
Wi’Death forgather’d by the way,
Weel pleas’d, he greets a wight so famous,
And Death was nae less pleas’d wi’ Thomas,
Wha cheerfully lays down his pack,
And there blaws up a hearty crack:
His... (Read full poem)
4. And Death Shall Have No Dominion - written by Dylan Thomas
From 25 Poems.
Published in 1936.
Read 56022 times on Poetry Connection.
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be... (Read full poem)
5. Death - written by William Butler Yeats
From The Winding Stair and Other Poems.
Published in 1933.
Read 5325 times on Poetry Connection.
Nor dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the... (Read full poem)
6. Such, Such Is Death - written by Charles Sorley
Published in 1915.
Read 1389 times on Poetry Connection.
Such, such is Death: no triumph: no defeat:
Only an empty pail, a slate rubbed clean,
A merciful putting away of what has been.
And this we know: Death is not Life, effete,
Life crushed, the broken pail. We who have seen
So marvellous things... (Read full poem)
7. Birth And Death - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Read 1048 times on Poetry Connection.
Birth and death, twin-sister and twin-brother,
Night and day, on all things that draw breath,
Reign, while time keeps friends with one another
Birth and death.
Each brow-bound with flowers diverse of wreath,
Heaven they hail as father, earth... (Read full poem)
8. Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud - written by John Donne
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Death, be not proud, though some have callèd thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow
Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which yet thy pictures be,
Much... (Read full poem)
11. On the Death of Robert Browning - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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He held no dream worth waking; so he said,
He who stands now on death's triumphal steep,
Awakened out of life wherein we sleep
And dream of what he knows and sees, being dead.
But never death for him was dark or dread;
"Look forth," he bade... (Read full poem)
12. Aperotos Eros - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Read 591 times on Poetry Connection.
Strong as death, and cruel as the grave,
Clothed with cloud and tempest's blackening breath,
Known of death's dread self, whom none outbrave,
Strong as death,
Love, brow-bound with anguish for a wreath,
Fierce with pain, a tyrant-hearted... (Read full poem)
13. When Death Comes - written by Mary Oliver
Read 30271 times on Poetry Connection.
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder... (Read full poem)
14. Death - written by James Henry Leigh Hunt
Read 759 times on Poetry Connection.
Death is a road our dearest friends have gone;
Why with such leaders, fear to say, "Lead on?"
Its gate repels, lest it too soon be tried,
But turns in balm on the immortal side.
Mothers have passed it: fathers, children; men
Whose like we... (Read full poem)
15. Mortification - written by George Herbert
Read 485 times on Poetry Connection.
How soon doth man decay!
When clothes are taken from a chest of sweets
To swaddle infants, whose young breath
Scarce knows the way;
Those clouts are little winding-sheets,
Which do consign and send them unto Death.
When boyes go first to... (Read full poem)
16. Nothing But Death - written by Pablo Neruda
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There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our... (Read full poem)
17. Sonnet VII - written by Edmund Spenser
Read 368 times on Poetry Connection.
Fayre eyes, the myrrour of my mazed hart,
what wondrous vertue is contaynd in you
the which both lyfe and death forth fro[m] you dart
into the obiect of your mighty view?
For when ye mildly looke with louely hew,
then is my soule with life and... (Read full poem)
18. Holy Sonnet I: Tho Has Made Me - written by John Donne
Read 851 times on Poetry Connection.
Tho has made me, and shall thy work decay?
Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste;
I run to death, and death meets me as fast,
And all my pleasures are like yesterday.
I dare not move my dim eyes any way,
Despair behind, and death before doth... (Read full poem)
19. On Hearing Of A Death - written by Rainer Maria Rilke
Read 2543 times on Poetry Connection.
We lack all knowledge of this parting. Death
does not deal with us. We have no reason
to show death admiration, love or hate;
his mask of feigned tragic lament gives us
a false impression. The world's stage is still
filled with roles which we play.... (Read full poem)
20. My Heart Goes Out - written by Stevie Smith
From Not Waving But Drowning.
Read 2214 times on Poetry Connection.
My heart goes out to my Creator in love
Who gave me Death, as end and remedy.
All living creatures come to quiet Death
For him to eat up their activity
And give them nothing, which is what they want although
When they are living they do not think so.(Read full poem)
21. Ecclesiastes - written by G.K. Chesterton
Read 669 times on Poetry Connection.
There is one sin: to call a green leaf gray,
Whereat the sun in heaven shuddereth.
There is one blasphemy: for death to pray,
For God alone knoweth the praise of death.
There is one creed: ’’neath no world-terror’s wing
Apples forget to grow... (Read full poem)
22. A Dialogue - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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DEATH, if thou wilt, fain would I plead with thee:
Canst thou not spare, of all our hopes have built,
One shelter where our spirits fain would be,
Death, if thou wit?
No dome with suns and dews impearled and gilt,
Imperial: but some roof... (Read full poem)
23. A Fragment of Seneca Translated - written by John Wilmot
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After Death nothing is, and nothing, death,
The utmost limit of a gasp of breath.
Let the ambitious zealot lay aside
His hopes of heaven, whose faith is but his pride;
Let slavish souls lay by their fear
Nor be concerned which way nor... (Read full poem)
24. A Dialog - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Read 320 times on Poetry Connection.
I.
Death, if thou wilt, fain would I plead with thee:
Canst thou not spare, of all our hopes have built,
One shelter where our spirits fain would be,
Death, if thou wilt?
No dome with suns and dews impearled and gilt,
Imperial: but some... (Read full poem)
25. On An Old Roundel - written by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Read 364 times on Poetry Connection.
Death, from thy rigour a voice appealed,
And men still hear what the sweet cry saith,
Crying aloud in thine ears fast sealed,
Death.
As a voice in a vision that vanisheth,
Through the grave's gate barred and the portal steeled
The sound of... (Read full poem)
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