Adieu Adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades.
Past the near meadows over the still stream,
up the hill-side ; and now ’tis buried deep
in the next valley glades :
Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
Fled is that music:…do I wake or sleep ?
Ode to a nightingale by John KEATS
Champakulam cemetery – INDIA
Youth was cheap-wherefore we sold it. Gold was good-we hoped to hold it,
And today we know the fulness of our gain.
Christmas in India by Rudyard KIPLING
“One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
and death shall be no more ; Death, thou shall die.”
Death be not proud by John DONNE
“What the hammer ? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain ?”
The tyger by William Blake
“He who respects the Infant’s faith
Triumphs over Hell and Death”.
Auguries of innocence by William BLAKE
“O love divine, how sweet thou art !
When shall I find my longing heart
all taken up by thee ?”
Desiring to love by Charles WESLEY
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