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COME away, come away, death,
And in sad cypres let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
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it sounds so odd when creating own lamenting, while the person in question is still alive. But a good poem on the theme of Dirge. CONGRATULATIONS as Classic Poem Of The Day on last 4 August 2019.
Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my black coffin let there be strown; Not a friend, not a friend greet My poor corse, where my bones shall be thrown: .....touching expression. This is really a beautiful poem composed by William Shakespeare.
My part of death, no one so true Did share it. Actually we always suffer this pain alone Though our loved ones try accompany us But they don't take a share of death Which we meet
Lovely tribute to all the days when one feels like that! Emotions of a depressing moment expressed with much enchantment. Beautiful!
Lay me, O, where Sad true lover never find my grave To weep there! superb and fantastic writings great 10++++++++++++
" Fly away, fly away breath' I am slain by a fair, cruel maid" Stunning conceptualization of death immortalized by the greatest craftsman of words.
What a homage paid to the departed lover by the Master Poet Shakespeare! Thanks for sharing it here!
What a lovely Dirge on Death! What can you say more for Shakespeare?
Ob my black coffin! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The theme of death was stylistically portrayed in this poem. Thanks for sharing
Death. I wonder how many poems have been written on this topic- there are probably paintings in caves about burial from centuries and centuries ago. The great poets like Shakespeare certainly cut their teeth on this topic- -yet we are no closer to having said all there is to be said.
A reflection on the theme of death and absurdity of life. SYLVA-ONYEMA
Not a flower, not a flower sweet. Nicely written and well communicated. SYLVA-ONYEMA
what a deep pathos in his words...can only sympathize.....touching poem
The meaning of the word 'dirge' is a musical term which refers to a funeral song, a slow, mounrful musical composition. In this poem the lyrical self calls for death. In the second stanza the lyrical self addresses his friends and his lovers and prohibits them to feel sorry for him. He does not want flowers to be thrown to his coffin, nor he wants his lover to cry over his grave. shakespeare-etc.org
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7/20/2025 3:05:00 AM # 1.0.0
A brilliant piece well articuated and nicely penned from the heart. Really a poignant piece written with conviction....