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Famous Dead Man Poems by Famous Poets

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by Yeats, William Butler
...ugh drunkards lie and snore.
O mind your feet, O mind your feet,
Keep dancing like a wave,
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave.
No ups and downs, my pretty,
A mermaid, not a punk;
A drunkard is a dead man,
And all dead men are drunk....Read more of this...



by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...our service, 
Always, yet with a special reservation 
That you may deem eccentric. All the same 
Unless your living dead man comes to life, 
Or is less indiscriminately dead,
I shall go home.” 

“No, you will not go home,” 
Said Avon; “or I beg that you will not.” 
So saying, he went slowly to the door 
And turned the key. “Forgive me and my manners,
But I would be alone with you this evening. 
The key, as you observe, is in the lock; 
And you may sit betw...Read more of this...

by Plath, Sylvia
...curtain is flickering from the open window,
Flickering and pouring, a pitiful candle.

This is the tongue of the dead man: remember, remember.
How far he is now, his actions

Around him like livingroom furniture, like a décor.
As the pallors gather----

The pallors of hands and neighborly faces,
The elate pallors of flying iris.

They are flying off into nothing: remember us.
The empty benches of memory look over stones,

Marble facades with...Read more of this...

by García Lorca, Federico
...he claw and the thunderstorm,
and that boy who cries because he has never heard of the invention of the bridge,
or that dead man who possesses now only his head and a shoe,
we must carry them to the wall where the iguanas and the snakes are waiting,
where the bear's teeth are waiting,
where the mummified hand of the boy is waiting,
and the hair of the camel stands on end with a violent blue shudder.

Nobody is sleeping in the sky. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is sleepin...Read more of this...

by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...im,
Her son, who stood beside her tall and strong,
And saying that which pleased him, for he smiled. 

Now when the dead man come to life beheld
His wife his wife no more, and saw the babe
Hers, yet not his, upon the father's knee,
And all the warmth, the peace, the happiness,
And his own children tall and beautiful,
And him, that other, reigning in his place,
Lord of his rights and of his children's love,--
Then he, tho' Miriam Lane had told him all,
Because things seen ...Read more of this...



by Tennyson, Alfred Lord
...se his bone, and lays his foot upon it, 
Gnawing and growling: so the ruffians growled, 
Fearing to lose, and all for a dead man, 
Their chance of booty from the morning's raid, 
Yet raised and laid him on a litter-bier, 
Such as they brought upon their forays out 
For those that might be wounded; laid him on it 
All in the hollow of his shield, and took 
And bore him to the naked hall of Doorm, 
(His gentle charger following him unled) 
And cast him and the bier in which he ...Read more of this...

by Auden, Wystan Hugh (W H)
...>To find his happiness in another kind of woodAnd be punished under a foreign code of conscience.The words of a dead manAre modified in the guts of the living. But in the importance and noise of to-morrowWhen the brokers are roaring like beasts on the floor of the Bourse,And the poor have the sufferings to which they are fairly accustomed,And each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom,A few thousand will think of this dayRead more of this...

by Robinson, Edwin Arlington
...aithful any more,
But never are quite wise enough to know
The wisdom that is in that wonderment. 

X 

Where does a dead man go? -- The dead man dies;
But the free life that would no longer feed
On fagots of outburned and shattered flesh
Wakes to a thrilled invisible advance,
Unchained (or fettered else) of memory;
And when the dead man goes it seems to me
'T were better for us all to do away
With weeping, and be glad that he is gone. 

XI 

So through the dusk of dea...Read more of this...

by Browning, Robert
...endship, and great hearts expand
And grow one in the sense of this world's life.---And then, the last song
When the dead man is praised on his journey---``Bear, bear him along
``With his few faults shut up like dead flowerets! Are balm-seeds not here
``To console us? The land has none left such as he on the bier.
``Oh, would we might keep thee, my brother!''---And then, the glad chaunt
Of the marriage,---first go the young maidens, next, she whom we vaunt
As the beaut...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...emed to hear
A battle-cry from somewhere near,
The clash of arms, and the squeal of balls,
And the echoless thud when a dead man falls.
A smoky cloud had veiled the room,
Shot through with lurid glares; the gloom
Pounded with shouts and dying groans,
With the drip of blood on cold, hard stones.
Sabres and lances in streaks of light
Gleamed through the smoke, and at my right
A creese, like a licking serpent's tongue,
Glittered an instant, while it stung.
Streams, a...Read more of this...

by Wilde, Oscar
...ne of us
Would end the self-same way,
For none can tell to what red Hell
His sightless soul may stray.

At last the dead man walked no more
Amongst the Trial Men,
And I knew that he was standing up
In the black dock's dreadful pen,
And that never would I see his face
In God's sweet world again.

Like two doomed ships that pass in storm
We had crossed each other's way:
But we made no sign, we said no word,
We had no word to say;
For we did not meet in the holy night,
B...Read more of this...

by Kipling, Rudyard
...from their roofs.
But as he groped against the wall, two hands upon him fell,
The King behind his shoulder spake: "Dead man, thou dost not well!
'Tis ill to jest with Kings by day and seek a boon by night;
And that thou bearest in thy hand is all too sharp to write.
But three days hence, if God be good, and if thy strength remain,
Thou shalt demand one boon of me and bless me in thy pain.
For I am merciful to all, and most of all to thee.
My butcher of the sh...Read more of this...

by Chesterton, G K
...ade and shaft.

And from the great heart grievously
Came forth the shaft and blade,
And he stood with the face of a dead man,
Stood a little, and swayed--

Then fell, as falls a battle-tower,
On smashed and struggling spears.
Cast down from some unconquered town
That, rushing earthward, carries down
Loads of live men of all renown--
Archers and engineers.

And a great clamour of Christian men
Went up in agony,
Crying, "Fallen is the tower of Wessex
That stood besi...Read more of this...

by Pushkin, Alexander
...,
Or a merchandizer, conquered
By some bandits, robbed and sunk?

To the peasant, what's it matter!
Quick: he grabs the dead man's hair,
Drags his body to the water,
Looks around: nobody's there:
Good... relieved of the concern he
Shoves his paddle at a loss,
While the stiff resumes his journey
Down the stream for grave and cross.

Long the dead man as one living
Rocked on waves amid the foam...
Surly as he watched him leaving,
Soon our peasant hea...Read more of this...

by Morris, William
...s my doom I understood,
And felt a horror change my human blood.


"And there I fell, and on the floor I lay
By the dead man, till daylight came on me,
And not a word thenceforward could I say
For three years; till of grief and misery,
The lingering pest, the cruel enemy,
My father and his folk were dead and gone,
And in this castle I was left alone:


"And then the doom foreseen upon me fell,
For Queen Diana did my body change
Into a fork-tongued dragon flesh and fell,
A...Read more of this...

by Wordsworth, William
...BR>  Fretting the fever round the languid heart,  And groans, which, as they said, would make a dead man start.   These things just served to stir the torpid sense,  Nor pain nor pity in my bosom raised.  Memory, though slow, returned with strength: and thence  Dismissed, again on open day I gazed,  At houses, men, and common light, amazed.  The lanes I sought, a...Read more of this...

by Lowell, Amy
...of the road;
Sometimes they call gutturally to each other and stop to shift shoulders.
Four coffins for the little dead man,
Four fine coffins,
And one of them Captain Bennett's dining-table!
And sixteen splendid Chinamen, all strong and able
And of assured neutrality.
Ah! George of England, Lord Bathhurst & Co.
Your princely munificence makes one's heart glow.
Huzza! Huzza! For the Lion of England!
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Marble likeness of an Emperor,
Dead man, who ...Read more of this...

by Montgomery, Lucy Maud
...ole world seemed ablaze, 
And through the garden came a rushing wind 
Thundering a paeon as of victory. 

Then that dead man came forth! Oh, Claudia, 
If thou coulds't but have seen the face of him! 
Never was such a conqueror! Yet no pride 
Was in it­nought but love and tenderness, 
Such as we Romans scoff at; and his eyes 
Bespake him royal. Oh, my Claudia, 
Surely he was no Jew but very god! 

Then he looked full upon me. I had borne 
Much staunchly, but that l...Read more of this...

by Piercy, Marge
...In flat America, in Chicago, 
Graceland cemetery on the German North Side. 
Forty feet of Corinthian candle 
celebrate Pullman embedded 
lonely raisin in a cake of concrete. 
The Potter Palmers float 
in an island parthenon. 
Barons of hogfat, railroads and wheat 
are postmarked with angels and lambs. 

But the Getty tomb: white, snow patte...Read more of this...

by Akhmatova, Anna
...I have betrayed you. And this to repeat --
Oh, if you could one moment tire of it!
The killer's sleep is haunted, dead man said,
Death's angel thus awaits me at deathbed.
Forgive me now. Lord teaches to forgive.
In burning agony my flesh does live,
And already the spirit gently sleeps,
A garden I recall, tender with autumn leaves
And cries of cranes, and the black fields around..
How sweet it would be with you underground!



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