Poem do not stand at my grave and weep words

POEM DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP WORDS FULL

That voice, the magic of whose tone Can wake an echo in my breast,Creating feelings that, alone, Can make my tranced spirit blest. If I may ne'er behold again That form and face so dear to me,Nor hear thy voice, still would I fain Preserve, for aye, their memory.

POEM DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP WORDS FULL

O, beautiful, and full of grace! If thou hadst never met mine eye,I had not dreamed a living face Could fancied charms so far outvie. 'Farewell' by Anne BrontГ«ДЇarewell to thee! but not farewell To all my fondest thoughts of thee:Within my heart they still shall dwell And they shall cheer and comfort me. We are such stuffAs dreams are made on, and our little lifeIs rounded in a sleep. These our actors,As I foretold you, were all spirits andAre melted into air, into thin air:And like the baseless fabric of this vision,The cloud-cappвЂ™d towers, the gorgeous palaces,The solemn temples, the great globe itself,Yea all which it inherit, shall dissolveAnd, like this insubstantial pageant faded,Leave not a rack behind.

'Our revels are now ended' from The Tempest by William Shakespeare I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow.I am the diamond glints on snow.I am the sunlight on ripened grain,I am the gentle autumn rain.When you awaken in the morningвЂ™s hush,I am the swift uplifting rushOf quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft stars that shine at night.Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there. 'Do not stand at my grave and weep' by Mary Elizabeth FryeДo not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. Play on, invisible harps, unto Love,Whose way in heaven is aglowAt that hour when soft lights come and go,Soft sweet music in the air aboveAnd in the earth below. When all things repose, do you aloneAwake to hear the sweet harps playTo Love before him on his way,And the night wind answering in antiphonTill night is overgone? 'At That Hour' by James JoyceДЄt that hour when all things have repose,O lonely watcher of the skies,Do you hear the night wind and the sighsOf harps playing unto Love to uncloseThe pale gates of sunrise? Just take your time, read through the selections here with your loved ones, and make whatever decision feels right to you. If this territory is wholly unfamiliar, don't worry. To those of you who have read a lot of poetry about death, or have attended several funerals, many of the readings on this list will be familiar to you. This simple action will take a load off your next of kin's shoulders whenever your number turns up. If you don't feel qualified to plan out every detail of the ceremony, you can make lists of music, readings, flowers, religious scriptures, and other details you think are nice. It's often a good idea to plan your own funeral, even if you do not expect to die in the near future. Impacted by grief, those who have had these conversations may still feel under-prepared when the time comes. Many mourners are left to navigate the ordeal alone, having never discussed their loved ones' wishes.

Unlike weddings, funerals are seldom planned far in advance.

If you find yourself in the position of planning a loved one's departure, I hope that this list of funeral readings from poems makes your endeavor easier. As much as we would rather not think about it, we all have to die someday.

Poem do not stand at my grave and weep words