The Oxford Book of DeathDennis Joseph Enright Oxford University Press, 1987 - 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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... passed the School , where Children strove At Recess in the Ring We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain We passed the Setting Sun- Or rather - He passed Us- The Dews drew quivering and chill For only Gossamer , my Gown- My Tippet - only ...
... passed the School , where Children strove At Recess in the Ring We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain We passed the Setting Sun- Or rather - He passed Us- The Dews drew quivering and chill For only Gossamer , my Gown- My Tippet - only ...
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... passed with impunity . The Rev. Mr Larynx . I once saw a ghost myself , in my study , which is the last place where anyone but a ghost would look for me . I had not been into it for three months , and was going to consult Tillotson ...
... passed with impunity . The Rev. Mr Larynx . I once saw a ghost myself , in my study , which is the last place where anyone but a ghost would look for me . I had not been into it for three months , and was going to consult Tillotson ...
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... passing over ... No harm in your remember- ing those times , but at the root there is still a rawness and that inter ... passed down your road , you were all at the gate to watch it , leaving her asleep in your room . . . I approached ...
... passing over ... No harm in your remember- ing those times , but at the root there is still a rawness and that inter ... passed down your road , you were all at the gate to watch it , leaving her asleep in your room . . . I approached ...
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