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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... poor desolate man ; it has pleased God I am not yet visited , though my family is , and one of my children dead . ' ' How do you mean , then , ' said I , ' that you are not visited ? ' ' Why , ' says he , ' that's my house ' ( pointing ...
... poor desolate man ; it has pleased God I am not yet visited , though my family is , and one of my children dead . ' ' How do you mean , then , ' said I , ' that you are not visited ? ' ' Why , ' says he , ' that's my house ' ( pointing ...
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... poor mother gives a shudder and remembers, perhaps, that the greater half of the human race fail to survive their childhood years. It was actually possible for a child, who was over eight years old at the time, coming home from a visit ...
... poor mother gives a shudder and remembers, perhaps, that the greater half of the human race fail to survive their childhood years. It was actually possible for a child, who was over eight years old at the time, coming home from a visit ...
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... poor man was a dwarf , he must have been doubled up to fit him into his final resting place . No wonder that his epitaph murmured against so poor a burial as this ! His name , as well as I could make it out , was Treeo - John Treeo , I ...
... poor man was a dwarf , he must have been doubled up to fit him into his final resting place . No wonder that his epitaph murmured against so poor a burial as this ! His name , as well as I could make it out , was Treeo - John Treeo , I ...
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