If you may wander sweeter places, You would not in the near future skip my personal hand, Nor yet the means I held my personal head, Neither most of the tremulous anything I told you. You will still may find myself, small and white And cheerful, about wonders nights, And you will end up being my personal possession in regards to you in the event that time arrives fluttering back. Dorothy Parker, Western writer and poet (1893 – 1967)
C Crossing the fresh bar Sundown and you will evening superstar, And something obvious need me personally! And will there feel no complaining of the pub, While i put out in order to ocean, But such as a tide because moving looks asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When whatever drew regarding out of the boundless deep Converts again domestic. Twilight and you may evening bell, After which the fresh new ebony! And may also truth be told there feel no depression of goodbye, When i begin; To have even in the event away from aside our very own bourne of time and put New flood will get happen me far, I hope to see my personal Pilot face-to-face As i has entered the pub. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate (1809 – 1892)
D Do not remain within my grave and you will cry Do not remain at my grave and you may weep; I am not saying truth be told there. I really don’t sleep. I am a thousand gusts of wind that strike. I’m this new diamond glints toward accumulated snow. I am the sun’s rays into ripened grains, I’m the brand new smooth trip precipitation. After you wake up on morning’s hush, I’m the new swift beneficial hurry Regarding quiet wild birds inside circled airline. I’m the latest delicate famous people you to definitely stick out in the evening. Do not remain at my grave and cry; I am not truth be told there, I didn’t pass away. )
Why must We end up being out-of notice Since I am away from sight? I am in store having a period of time Somewhere most close Coming soon All of the is really. There’s nothing early in the day; there is nothing destroyed You to definitely short term minute and all of can be as it was before How we should laugh during the trouble away from parting as soon as we fulfill again! Canon Henry Scott-The netherlands, Canon out-of St Paul’s Cathedral (1847 – 1918)
In my opinion, no matter where your be, You’ll be able to hold me personally on your own recollections And maintain my picture, there instead of myself, From the informing after enjoys from the me
Passing If i should die until the remainder of you, Break maybe not a flower nor inscribe a granite. Neither, when I am moved, talk in the a weekend voice, However, function as common selves that i have recognized. Weep for those who have to, Separating are hell. However, lifestyle goes on, Thus…….. sing as well.
Joyce Grenfell, actress and copywriter (1910 – 1979)
Departed comrade Departed comrade! Thou, redeemed of soreness Should sleep the newest sleep you to definitely leaders attract from inside the vain: Maybe not thine the sense regarding losings But lo, for us this new gap That never might be refilled. Maybe not thine but ours brand new grief. All of the serious pain try escaped off thee. And now we is weeping from inside the thy stead; Rips toward mourners who will be abandoned Peace eternal for brand new sweet pea prices hushed dry. Lucretius, Roman epic poet and philosopher (ca 94 – 55BC)
Passing feel not pleased Death become maybe not happy, however some has actually named thee Mighty and you will dreadfull, to possess, thou artwork not so, For, the individuals, whom thou think’st, thou dost overthrow, Pass away perhaps not, poore death, neither but really canst thou eliminate myself. Off others and you will sleepe, and that but thy photo bee, Far pleasure, after that off thee, even more have to circulate, And you may soonest all of our ideal males having thee doe goe, Remainder of the bones, and you will soules deliverie. Thou ways servant in order to Fate, Possibility, leaders, and hopeless males, And you can dost having poyson, warre, and you will sicknesse stay, And you may poppie, or charmes tends to make us sleepe as well, And higher upcoming thy stroake; why swell’st thou after that; One short sleepe prior, early wake eternally, And you can passing are not; passing, thou shalt perish. John Donne (1572-1631)