The Oxford Book of DeathDennis Joseph Enright "Reading for this anthology," writes D.J. Enright, "I was moved to the thought that on no theme have writers shown themselves more lively." A survivor of Belsen voiced the same sentiment when, reflecting on the concentration camps, he wrote, "When in death we are in the midst of life." By turns poignant, tragic, comic, and inspiring, this anthology of thoughts about death ranges from ancient times to the present day--including almost 900 selections by poets, novelists, philosophers, scientists, and common people. Arranged under headings such as "Love," "War," "Last Words," and "Children," these selections show the varied, sometimes surprising, reactions of the dying and the bereaved to the final human act. |
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... round the room . At the back of the door were fixed two hooks for hanging garments , and from these the forms of the two youngest children were suspended , by a piece of box - cord round each of their necks , while from a nail a few ...
... round the room . At the back of the door were fixed two hooks for hanging garments , and from these the forms of the two youngest children were suspended , by a piece of box - cord round each of their necks , while from a nail a few ...
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... round and round , so that he described one circle after every item ; ' it can give him four horses to each vehicle ; it can give him velvet trappings ; it can give him drivers in cloth cloaks and top - boots ; it can give him the ...
... round and round , so that he described one circle after every item ; ' it can give him four horses to each vehicle ; it can give him velvet trappings ; it can give him drivers in cloth cloaks and top - boots ; it can give him the ...
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... round the house . Suddenly , I noticed a gloomy hole : the cellar , which had been opened ; an indescribable impression of loneliness and horror blinded me : I turned round and , singing at the top of my voice , I fled . At that time ...
... round the house . Suddenly , I noticed a gloomy hole : the cellar , which had been opened ; an indescribable impression of loneliness and horror blinded me : I turned round and , singing at the top of my voice , I fled . At that time ...
Contents
VIEWS AND ATTITUDES | 21 |
THE HOUR OF DEATH | 43 |
SUICIDE | 83 |
Copyright | |
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