Thomas Lovell Beddoes
England
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The Last Man

Rating: 2.3
By heaven and hell, and all the fools between them,
I will not die, nor sleep, nor wink my eyes,
But think myself into a god; old Death
Shall dream he has slain me, and I'll creep behind him,
Thrust off the bony tyrant from his throne
And beat him into dust. Or I will burst
Damnation's iron egg, my tomb, and come
Half damned, ere they make lightning of my soul,
And creep into thy carcase as thou sleepest
Between two crimson fevers. I'll dethrone
The empty skeleton, and be thy death,
A death of grinding madness. -- Fear me now;
I am a devil, not a human soul --
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COMMENTS
Edward Kofi Louis 31 August 2017
All the fools between them! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Anil Kumar Panda 31 August 2017
This is beautiful poem. I think the poet has written this when he came to know that he was going to die. Very nice.
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Winnie Akinyi 31 August 2017
wow nice, this is a lovely piece.
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Clive Culverhouse 31 August 2017
Looking at the dates above,1803-1818, he was only in his 15th year when he died? ? Wow there's a troubled youth! But there's something about this poem... But think myself into a god; old Death Shall dream he has slain me... wish I'd come up with that.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 August 2017
I'll dethrone The empty skeleton, and be thy death, A death of grinding madness. - Fear me now; I am a devil, not a human soul - .. touching depiction of devil's soul. Nice diction. Congratulation to his soul.
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Dawn Novus 31 August 2017
Image of evil lighthouse worker springs up. Chilling to think on his inspiration.
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