Jayaraj Vyas

Lenore : Edgar Allan Poe : : Death Poems : :

LenoreEdgar Allan Poe – 1809-1849 Ah broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!Let the bell toll!–a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;And, Guy De Vere, hast thou no tear?–weep now or never more!See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!Come! let the burial rite be read–the funeral songContinue reading “Lenore : Edgar Allan Poe : : Death Poems : :”

Adonais An Elegy On The Death Of John Keats : PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY : Stanza XXXVI To Stanza LV : Part ( 2 ) : : Death Poems : :

XXXVI Our Adonais has drunk poison—oh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life’s early cup with such a draught of woe? The nameless worm would now itself disown: It felt, yet could escape, the magic tone Whose prelude held all envy, hate and wrong, But what was howling in one breast alone, Silent withContinue reading “Adonais An Elegy On The Death Of John Keats : PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY : Stanza XXXVI To Stanza LV : Part ( 2 ) : : Death Poems : :”

Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats : PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY : : Death Poems : :

Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats : PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY : (. ) I I weep for Adonais—he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head! And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years To mourn our loss, rouse thy obscureContinue reading “Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats : PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY : : Death Poems : :”

O Captain ! My Captain : Walt Whitman : : Death Poems : :

O Captain! My Captain!BY WALT WHITMANO Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring; But O heart! heart! heart! O the bleeding dropsContinue reading “O Captain ! My Captain : Walt Whitman : : Death Poems : :”

On the Death of Anne Bronte : Charlotte Bronte : : Death Poems : :

There’s little joy in life for me, And little terror in the grave ; I ‘ve lived the parting hour to see Of one I would have died to save. 4 Calmly to watch the failing breath, Wishing each sigh might be the last ; Longing to see the shade of death O’er those belovèdContinue reading “On the Death of Anne Bronte : Charlotte Bronte : : Death Poems : :”

First Death In Nova Scotia : Elizabeth Bishop : : Death Poems : :

First Death in Nova Scotia by Elizabeth Bishop : (1911 – 1979)Question of Travel ’65: In the cold, cold parlormy mother laid out Arthurbeneath the chromographs:Edward, Prince of Wales,with Princess Alexandra,and King George with Queen Mary.Below them on the tablestood a stuffed loonshot and stuffed by UncleArthur, Arthur’s father. Since Uncle Arthur fireda bullet intoContinue reading “First Death In Nova Scotia : Elizabeth Bishop : : Death Poems : :”

Unlike Are We, Unlike O Princely Heart ! : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : Death Poems : :

Sonnet 3: “Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!” : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : ( ) Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!Unlike our uses and our destinies.Our ministering two angels look surpriseOn one another, as they strike athwart Their wings in passing (4) Thou, bethink thee, art 5A guest for queens to socialContinue reading “Unlike Are We, Unlike O Princely Heart ! : Elizabeth Barrett Browning : : Death Poems : :”

Mother and Poet : ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING : : Death Poems : :

Mother and PoetBY ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNINGI.Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east,And one of them shot in the west by the sea.Dead ! both my boys ! When you sit at the feastAnd are wanting a great song for Italy free,Let none look at me ! II.Yet I was aContinue reading “Mother and Poet : ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING : : Death Poems : :”

I died for beauty — but was scarce : Emily Dickinson : : Death Poems : :

I died for beauty — but was scarceI died for beauty — but was scarceAdjusted in the TombWhen One who died for Truth, was lainIn an adjoining Room — He questioned softly “Why I failed?”“For Beauty,” I replied —“And I — for Truth — Themselves are One —We Brethren, are,” He said — And so,Continue reading “I died for beauty — but was scarce : Emily Dickinson : : Death Poems : :”

I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Died : Emily Dickinson : : Death Poems : :

Emily Dickinson : : : : I Heard A Fly Buzz When I died : : : : 591 : : Written in 1862 : : : : I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the Air –Between the Heaves of Storm –. 4Continue reading “I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Died : Emily Dickinson : : Death Poems : :”