Walter Savage Landor

(30 January 1775 – 17 September 1864 / Warwick)

Death Stands Above Me, Whispering Low - Poem by Walter Savage Landor

Death stands above me, whispering low
I know not what into my ear:
Of his strange language all I know
Is, there is not a word of fear.

Form: Elegy


Comments about Death Stands Above Me, Whispering Low by Walter Savage Landor

  • zimboss (3/10/2020 8:37:00 AM)

    this poem is very true (Report)Reply

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (8/21/2019 11:28:00 PM)

    Since death is certain for every living being, one must not fear it. Great message. (Report)Reply

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  • Sachidananda PandaSachidananda Panda (8/21/2019 7:17:00 AM)

    there should not be any fear of Death.. when its a known conclusion and inevitable. (Report)Reply

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  • Derrick (11/25/2017 1:54:00 PM)

    Once again the man looks into death and sees it.courage . Inabounding. (Report)Reply

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  • Kendall Smith (2/1/2005 5:43:00 PM)

    Indeed we shouldn't fear death. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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