Famous Death Poems

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Since the beginning of time, humans have lived their sometimes grand and sometimes ordinary lives, and have thereafter been laid to rest in countless graves and tombs. Death is something that, in a peculiar way, unites people everywhere, regardless of their social status, race, religious beliefs, or country of residence. This curious aspect of human nature inspired countless famous poets to contemplate, and write about, man's mortality. Famous poets like Emily Dickinson, Ella Wheeler Wilcox, and Mary Elizabeth Frye all had their own unique ways of viewing death and its effect on the living, views that still impact readers today.

Best Poems About Death by Famous Poets

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  1. Death Is Nothing At All

    Death Is Nothing At All By Henry Scott-Holland

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

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  3. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

    • By Mary Elizabeth Frye

    Do not stand at my grave and weep
    I am not there; I do not sleep.
    I am a thousand winds that blow,
    I am the diamond glints on snow,

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  4. But You Didn't

    • By Merrill Glass
    But You Didn't By Merrill Glass

    Analysis of Form and Technique

    Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it?
    I thought you'd kill me...
    But you didn't....

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  6. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

    Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night By Dylan Thomas

    Do not go gentle into that good night,
    Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
    Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
    Though wise men at their end know dark is right, ...

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  7. The Little White Hearse

    The Little White Hearse By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

    Somebody's baby was buried to-day--
    The empty white hearse from the grave rumbled back,
    And the morning somehow seemed less smiling and gay
    As I paused on the walk while it crossed on its way,...

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  8. Remember

    Remember By Christina Rossetti

    Remember me when I am gone away,
    Gone far away into the silent land;
    When you can no more hold me by the hand,
    Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

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  10. A Happy Man

    A Happy Man By Edwin Arlington Robinson

    When these graven lines you see,
    Traveller, do not pity me;
    Though I be among the dead,
    Let no mournful word be said....

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  11. Because I Could Not Stop For Death

    Because I Could Not Stop For Death By Emily Dickinson

    Because I could not stop for Death,
    He kindly stopped for me;
    The carriage held but just ourselves
    And Immortality....

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  12. On Another's Sorrow

    On Another's Sorrow By William Blake

    Can I see another's woe,
    And not be in sorrow too?
    Can I see another's grief,
    And not seek for kind relief?...

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  13. O Captain! My Captain!

    O Captain! My Captain! By Walt Whitman

    O 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;

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