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

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  • (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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