Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STING OF DEATH, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I fear thee not, o death! Nay, oft Last Line: And life or death, each rests in mystery! Variant Title(s): Sonnet Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
IFEAR thee not, O Death! nay, oft I pine To clasp thy passionless bosom to mine own, And on thy heart sob out my latest moan, Ere lapped and lost in thy strange sleep divine; But must I fear lest that chill breath of thine Should freeze all tender memories into stone, -- Lest ruthless and malign Oblivion Quench the last spark that lingers on love's shrine: O God! to moulder through dark, dateless years, The while all loving ministries shall cease, And time assuage the fondest mourner's tears! Here lies the sting! -- this, this it is to die! And yet great nature rounds all strife with peace, And life or death, each rests in mystery! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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