View of death
Noun (short for noun)
Views on death, views on death and so on.
View of death
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(noun)
Meditation on death.
Meditation on death
Greek thanatos[ death]
Greek thanatos[ death]
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View of death
[5WAnE5tCpsis]
Noun (short for noun)
Views on death, views on death and so on.
View of death
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(noun)
Meditation on death.
Meditation on death
Greek thanatos[ death]
Greek thanatos[ death]
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View of death
[5WAnE5tCpsis]
Noun (short for noun)
Views [thoughts] on death
What is the concept of death: 1
View of death: ['θ? “n，”t？ psis ]
View of death, view of death, etc
Ying Ying explained:
Noun view of death:
1. An article expressing views on the theme of death
What is the concept of death: 2
Death Fantasia is a poem by william cullen bryant (william cullen bryant)
View of death
Dedicated to those who love nature.
She communicates with her visible form.
A variety of languages; For his happy time.
She has a cheerful voice and a smile.
And the beauty of eloquence and her gliding.
Gentle into his dark meditation
And the healing sympathy that slipped away
He hasn't realized their sharpness yet. When thinking
The last painful hour was like a plague.
Beyond your soul and sad image
Severe pain, shroud and coffin cover
The suffocating darkness and narrow house.
Make you shudder and feel disgusted; —
Walk under the open sky
The teachings of nature from all directions—
The depth of the earth and its waters and air—
A calm voice came-but a few days later, you
The omniscient sun can no longer be seen.
In all his courses; It's not on cold land.
Your pale body is buried by many tears.
Nor will it exist in the arms of the ocean.
Your image. The earth that nourishes you will declare
Your growth will return to earth again.
Lost every trace of human surrender
You will be your individual.
Always be integrated with nature;
Be brothers to insensitive rocks.
Rude sailors, slow clods.
Turn around with his share and trample. oak
I will send his roots abroad and pierce your mold.
But not your eternal resting place.
Will you retire alone? You don't want it either
The sofa is more gorgeous. You should lie down.
And the patriarch of the baby world-and the king
The strong on the earth-the wise and the good.
Beautiful forms and ancient prophets
All in a huge grave. chain of mountains
Rock ribs are as old as the sun; mountain valley
Stretch in the quiet of meditation;
Ancient Woods-Flowing Rivers
In Brooks of Dignity and Complaining,
Let the grass turn green; Fall around
The gray and melancholy waste of the old ocean—
But the solemn decoration
The great tomb of mankind! The golden sun
All the planets are infinite masters of heaven.
Shining on the bleak place of death
After a long time. All treads
To the tribe, the earth is just a handful.
Sleeping in its arms. Grab the wings
Dawn penetrated the wilderness of balkan.
Or get lost in the endless Woods
Oregon rolls, no sound can be heard.
Save his own glory-but the dead are there:
From the beginning, millions of people lived in loneliness.
The passage of time has brought them down.
In their last sleep-the dead ruled there alone.
So you should rest; What if you quit?
From the silence of the living and friendless
Notice your departure? All the breaths
Will share your destiny. Gay people laugh.
When you're gone, serious worries
Keep trudging, and everyone will keep chasing.
His favorite phantom; However, all this will leave.
Their joy and work will come.
Make the bed with you. With the long train
Many years have passed, and the human son has disappeared.
Youth went with him in the green spring of life.
In their heyday, housewives and maids
Silent babies and gray-haired men—
Will gather around you one by one.
Those who followed them in turn.
Live, when your call comes
Countless caravans moving.
Go to that mysterious place
His room in the dead hall.
Don't be like a quarry slave at night.
Flogging his dungeon, but continuing and soothing.
Come to your grave with firm trust
Like a man wrapped in the curtains of his sofa
About him, lying in a pleasant dream.
View of death, view of death.
The word comes from the Greek thanatos
noun
An article expressing views on the theme of death.