Language
John Bunyan
As I walked through the wilderness of this world.
Lenny Bruce
I’ll die young, but it’s like kissing God.
Robert Browning
When it was written, God and Robert
There’s a great text in Galatians,
Grow old along with me!
I would hate that death bandaged my eyes, and forbore,
I was ever a fighter, so—one fight more,
Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
The grand Perhaps!
When earth breaks up and heaven expands,
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I shall but love thee better after death.
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and if God choose,
What was he doing, the great god Pan,
And lips say, ‘God be pitiful,’
Earth’s crammed with heaven,
Gwendolyn Brooks
Abortions will not let you forget.
Rupert Brooke
Now, God be thanked Who has matched us with His hour.
If I should die, think only this of me:
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
Sweet wine of youth.
These laid the world away; poured out the red
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold.
