Famous Death Poem

Death Is Nothing At All By Henry Scott-Holland

This poem is often read at funerals. The author, Henry Scott-Holland (1847 - 1918), a priest at St. Paul's Cathedral of London, did not intend it as a poem, it was actually delivered as part of a sermon in 1910. The sermon, titled, "Death the King of Terrors" was preached while the body of King Edward VII was lying in state at Westminster.

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Death Is Nothing At All

By Henry Scott-Holland more Henry Scott-Holland

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.

Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it.

Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
What is this death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just round the corner.

All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

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  • by David
  • 4 months ago

A question has been asked, " What do you think makes this poem a classic?" What makes anything in life a classic, is that it's meaning or message stands the test of time. When we try to understand the death of the physical body with our minds, it shows in our physical bodies as sadness, depression, fatigue etc....When reading this poem we feel as if our loved ones are speaking to us and without a doubt they are smiling as we read it because this poem speaks to our eternal soul and wakes up the truth in all of us, we don't die! This realization that our loved ones are not dead comforts us and we just know the words in the poem are true. Understand we all have infinite wisdom and knowledge within us but before we incarnated into these bodies we agreed to let this knowledge lie dormant within the depths of our soul and we have to because if you knew everything while you were here this life would not be a challenge. Every time you read this poem for a brief moment you are living with your soul.

  • by Fran Ord
  • 1 month ago

The famous author, Catherine Marshall (To Live Again), lost her 43 year old husband when she was 33 and their son was 9. He was a preacher for the Senate and wrote sermons of which she drew her strength from. Quoting the Bible, she wrote, "The Spirit Never Dies," which led her to believe that her husband was alongside her as she made her way through the grief and moved forward while writing books based on his sermons. It's a must read for all who grieve because the knowledge of our loved ones' spiritual presence beside us helps immensely.

  • by Karen Zimmer
  • 5 months ago

My 105 years young mother left this poem for me to find, the day of her passing on February 16, 2016.
She knew I would need help in understanding it all. I read it every day and miss her still every minute.
Her bedroom was across the hallway, and I keep a night light on for her as I said I would, in the room around the corner.

  • by Monica
  • 6 months ago

I lost the man I thought I would marry one day, on 21 March 2016. Unbelief, grief, tremendous loneliness, regrets, things left unsaid, questions unanswered... Words of sympathy do not console, none who have not experienced such loss truly understand how I feel, I am alone in this grief.

I know him for only 2 years. Why had not I met him 20 years ago, I asked? Why? Oh how I wish to see him once more, to caress him again. Why did we have to run out time?

I miss him very much. I miss his deep, reassuring voice, his jokes, his stories about the countries he visited. So much that my heart experiences physical pain when I remember about him. Memories about him struck me anytime, anywhere. This restaurant we intended to go back to but never did. That quiet beach at the north of the island which we planned to visit together once. My tears would flow relentlessly...

This poem strikes the strings of my heart. Poignant, tender. I imagine him saying those words to me. I love you, Geoffrey.

  • by Rebecca
  • 5 months ago

Monica, I know your pain. I lost the man I was supposed to marry as well, in May. I also had only known him for two years. I miss him like I have been torn into pieces. We had so many plans and so many dreams that will never happen now. I cry for the things I have lost. His voice, his laughter, his hugs, his tender words..... I know that his heart will always beat in mine. I love and miss you John. You will never be forgotten.

  • by Soumyo
  • 6 months ago

Monica,
I can empathize with you. My dad had been snatched from me on 16th July when he had a massive cardiac arrest. I exactly know how you must be feeling when you are surrounded by the feeling of irreparable loss 24*7. My father passed away almost 6 years ago. Still there is not a single day when I don't think about him. But death is inevitable. Though sometimes it strikes faster than it should. Now why am I writing to you.. Because my birthday is on 21st March. It pains me to think that you had lost someone so close to you on my birthday!

  • by Michael O'Connell
  • 9 months ago

On 8/16/2015, the world lost a rare and wonderful individual when my nephew died at 26 years of age, after a 13 year long fight with Ewing's Sarcoma. For the last week of his life here on earth, family & friends gathered at Children's in Boston to express their love, to support each other & to say goodbye to Bryan Max. Early on during that brutal week I found this poem and read it repeatedly -often quoting portions to everyone from family to nurses to complete strangers. It helped me then and it helped many who were and, still are, trying to comprehend our loss. My sister asked me to read the poem at Bryan's funeral. Remembering to keep taking one breath at a time, I was able to do so. Bryan's path was shorter than he, and we, would have liked. But, it was his path, and he had to follow it. Now, it is up to us to ensure that he is always remembered, his passion for the arts is continuously supported and we all live up to our commitment to find a cure for cancer. Closer by the mile.

  • by Veronica Gardner, New Jersey
  • 11 months ago

The love of my life left this world on August 13, 2015 after almost 10 years of living with a grave disease. Romans 8:28 says
"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."
I have asked my Heavenly Father over and over again, how can losing my Scott work for my good? I have come to know that it is not for my good, but for the good of my beloved. In this I find some solace, but it has not healed my shattered heart. As Stephanie has said, 'the sadness of not being able to hold him or see him in the flesh is so strong' it overtakes me at times. I am blessed to have family and friends that are here each day to pray for me and I have Jesus to keep me from falling until I can again stand on my own. And then one day I will be united with him and others who have gone to be with the Lord in glory!

  • by Ernie D.
  • 7 months ago

Thank you, Veronica. I lost my precious daughter nine months ago. This pain is tremendous. At times numbing my soul. I'm a believer, so I know I will be reunited with my precious Enza! I miss her so much!! God bless!

  • by Dennis Preston
  • 7 months ago

My heart goes to you. Bless you dear. I know it is true that if no Christian ever lost a loved one how could empathy be had. It seems that God can trust you with his reputation. I see no bitterness. We have his word as quoted above but we do not have full understanding in this life.
You may feel that I mock your pain. Not so...I have never experienced anything remotely as devastating as you have.
I will offer only this:The theme of the Book of Job is "why do the righteous suffer?" They surely do suffer. There are Christians who have such a fine commitment to God that they will serve him and never forsake the Savior. You seem to be such a person.

  • by Andrea, Pa
  • 10 months ago

I also have lost my love, my "beloved one" David. March 2 it will be 1 year. As I was consumed in grief I remembered the scriptures from Isaiah 53:4, "Surely He has borne our grief and carried our sorrows". I prayed Lord, if You already bore our grief, does it included the grief I'm experiencing with my love passing?? I began to cast the cares of my loss upon Him, and His love has brought strength where I have had pain. I pray that the Holy Spirit lift you up in the midst of your storm giving you peace that passes understanding, love that surpasses knowledge, and joy unspeakable.

  • by Stephanie Ferrara, New York, USA
  • 1 year ago

My soul mate died suddenly on June 9, 2015, at 33 years old. We were together for 13 years...we lived together since practically the day we met, we were best friends and as I mentioned - we were soul mates.

Chris dying is the single worse thing that has ever happened to me and ever will. I love this poem, and a lot of my friends and family have sent it to me. I talk to Chris out loud every day and when I ask him to show himself, he comes to me in my dreams. He has showed me many signs that he is still right here with me, however, the sadness of not being able to hold him or see him in the flesh is so strong that sometimes I don't know if I believe that he is still here with me.

I read this poem over and over again...and until the day I can finally be with Chris again, I have to hold on to this poem and try to believe that he is with me... Stephanie

  • by Sarah W UK
  • 9 months ago

Hello Stephanie

I feel your pain and understand what you are going through. I lost the love of my life on 21 June 1995, he was 24 years old. 21 years on and I still feel the pain and sadness. I have remarried and had two children but he is never far from my thoughts.

I think of him when I am driving to work and a song comes on the radio or watch an old movie on the TV; ironically "Ghost" was the last film we watched together.

Allow yourself to grieve and be sad. You must cry for what you have lost and cry for what you hoped would be.... the poem was on the back of my husbands funeral program. I used to read it all the time like you. One day I read it and I stopped and re read it and I saw it another way.... he was giving me permission to live my life and carry on without him. Remember him, talk about him and laugh at your old jokes and silly things you did together. Think of happy times and sad times but Stephanie, life carries on and so will you sweetheart. x

  • by Amanda Colson, Texas
  • 1 year ago

Stephanie,
I, too, lost the love of my life this year. On January 02, 2015 my 33 year old soulmate succumbed to lymphoma, only nine months after his diagnosis and after only 3 months being "sick". As our 5 year old so aptly put it, "Daddy was getting better..", and then he didn't...
My heart hurts for you, knowing all too well the ache of all you lost. Joe and I would have celebrated our 10 year anniversary in March; Every hour of every day is full of the things I wish I'd said, the things I wish we could share, and heavy with the loss of the years we were meant to spend together. This poem spoke to me as it did to you - it's a reminder that my Joe is still with me, out of sight but not gone from our lives....he's only slipped away into another room....

  • by Vanessa
  • 1 year ago

I just wanted you to know that I read your comment, and cannot imagine the grief and sorrow you are experiencing. I am sad and sorry to know you lost the love of your life.

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