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
Cemetery of Eze – French Riviera
“One short sleep past, we wake eternally,
and death shall be no more ; Death, thou shall die.”
Death be not proud by John DONNE
“Never say Goodbye,
Hold my hand
And keep me warm
Breathe with me the fragrance of life,
“Was it for this the clay grew tall ?
O What fatuous sunbeams toil
To break earth’s sleep at all ?”
“Friend, be very sure
I shall be better off with plants that share
More peaceably the meadow and the shower.
Soft rains will touch me,- as they could touch once,
And nothing but the sun shall make me ware.
Your guns may crash around me. I’ll not hear ;
Or, if I wince, I shall not know I wince.”
A Terre by
After my death, dear love, forget me quite,
For you in me can nothing worthy prove;
My name to be buried where my body is,
It shall live more to honour my love for you.
William SHAKESPEARE sonnet
In the cemetery of Bruyeres.
A name, a prayer, a sigh.
Shall you remember me ?