The Oxford Book of DeathDennis Joseph Enright Oxford University Press, 1983 - 351 psl. "Reading for this anthology," writes D.J. Enright, "I was moved to the thought that on no theme have writers shown themselves more lively." A survivor of Belsen voiced the same sentiment when, reflecting on the concentration camps, he wrote, "When in death we are in the midst of life." By turns poignant, tragic, comic, and inspiring, this anthology of thoughts about death ranges from ancient times to the present day--including almost 900 selections by poets, novelists, philosophers, scientists, and common people. Arranged under headings such as "Love," "War," "Last Words," and "Children," these selections show the varied, sometimes surprising, reactions of the dying and the bereaved to the final human act. |
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... seen some frightful spectre , Take her away ! take her away ! but named nobody . And sometimes praised some lady ( that Clarissa , I suppose , whom he had invoked when he received his death's wound ) , calling her , Sweet Excellence ...
... seen some frightful spectre , Take her away ! take her away ! but named nobody . And sometimes praised some lady ( that Clarissa , I suppose , whom he had invoked when he received his death's wound ) , calling her , Sweet Excellence ...
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... seen as a person and thus cannot be com- municated with as such . He is a symbol of what every human fears and what we each know , at least academically , that we too must someday face . What did they say in psychiatric nursing about ...
... seen as a person and thus cannot be com- municated with as such . He is a symbol of what every human fears and what we each know , at least academically , that we too must someday face . What did they say in psychiatric nursing about ...
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... were there . Within thy gates nothing doth come That is not passing clean ; No spider's web , no dirt , no dust , No filth may there be seen . . . Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green ; 180 Hereafters.
... were there . Within thy gates nothing doth come That is not passing clean ; No spider's web , no dirt , no dust , No filth may there be seen . . . Thy gardens and thy gallant walks Continually are green ; 180 Hereafters.
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