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(1822-1888)
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A Wish
 
  I ask not that my bed of death
From bands of greedy heirs be free;
For these besiege the latest breath
Of fortune's favoured sons, not me.

I ask not each kind soul to keep
Tearless, when of my death he hears;
Let those who will, if any, weep!
There are worse plagues on earth than tears.

I ask but that my death may find
The freedom to my life denied;
Ask but the folly of mankind,
Then, at last, to quit my side.

Spare me the whispering, crowded room,
The friends who come, and gape, and go;
The ceremonious air of gloom -
All which makes death a hideous show!

Nor bring, to see me cease to live,
Some doctor full of phrase and fame,
To shake his sapient head and give
The ill he cannot cure a name.

Nor fetch, to take the accustomed toll
Of the poor sinner bound for death,
His brother doctor of the soul,
To canvass with official breath

The future and its viewless things -
That undiscovered mystery
Which one who feels death's winnowing wings
Must need read clearer, sure, than he!

Bring none of these; but let me be,
While all around in silence lies,
Moved to the window near, and see
Once more before my dying eyes

Bathed in the sacred dew of morn
The wide aerial landscape spread -
The world which was ere I was born,
The world which lasts when I am dead.

Which never was the friend of one,
Nor promised love it could not give,
But lit for all its generous sun,
And lived itself, and made us live.

There let me gaze, till I become
In soul with what I gaze on wed!
To feel the universe my home;
To have before my mind -instead

Of the sick-room, the mortal strife,
The turmoil for a little breath -
The pure eternal course of life,
Not human combatings with death.

Thus feeling, gazing, let me grow
Composed, refreshed, ennobled, clear;
Then willing let my spirit go
To work or wait elsewhere or here!

Matthew Arnold


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Michael Pruchnicki (5/21/2008 3:30:00 PM)
What is the truth before the end? Is there something after death, you ask?

Or does the speaker of 'A Wish' merely ask that he be spared certain
indignities that we inflict on the dying? The friends who come to gawk
and thereby satisfy some morbid curiosity about seeing him cease to live?
Some doctor who doesn't save his life, but can give a name to whatever
ailment killed him? That undiscovered country of death from whose land
no one returns to deliver a report to the survivors, is that where he's bound
for on death's wings?

Let me be, he says, the world will outlast me, that's for sure. At least it
never promised me love it could not deliver! The sun shone regardless of
me and my mortality! Let my spirit depart from its mortal body for what
I know not - whether to some ethereal waiting room or not! It matters
not at all!

Matthew Arnold seems not to subscribe to a belief in an afterlife, it seems
to me. I don't know that his poem opened my eyes or not, however!
Mark Nwagwu (5/21/2008 3:56:00 AM)
How very true, death; but there is a Greater Truth, Truth itself to whom death draws us or there's nothing after death

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