Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON THE DEATH OF WILLIAM AIKMAN THE PAINTER: FINIS, by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: As those we love decay, we die in part Last Line: Till, dying, all he can resign is -- breath. Variant Title(s): On The Death Of A Particular Friend Subject(s): Death; Dead, The | ||||||||
AS those we love decay, we die in part, String after string is sever'd from the heart; Till loosen'd life, at last but breathing clay, Without one pang is glad to fall away. Unhappy he who latest feels the blow! Whose eyes have wept o'er every friend laid low, Dragg'd ling'ring on from partial death to death, Till, dying, all he can resign is -- breath. | 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 HYMN ON SOLITUDE by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) THE CASTLE OF INDOLENCE: CANTO 1 by JAMES THOMSON (1700-1748) |
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