Thomas Lovell Beddoes Quotes

June 30, 1803 – January 26, 1849

Thomas Lovell Beddoes (June 30, 1803 – January 26, 1849) was an English poet and dramatist.

A cypress-bough, and a rose-wreath sweet,A wedding-robe, and a winding-sheet,A bridal bed and a bier.Thine be the kisses, maid,And smiling Love’s alarms;And thou, pale youth, be laidIn the grave’s cold arms.Each in his own charms,Death and Hymen both are here;So up with scythe and torch,And to the old church porch,While all the bells ring clear:And rosy, rosy the bed shall bloom,And earthy, earthy heap up the tomb.

A Cypress-Bough, and A Rose-Wreath Sweet, from The Poetical Works of Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1890)

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Shivering in fever, weak, and parched to sand,My ears, those entrances of word-dressed thoughts,My pictured eyes, and my assuring touch,Fell from me, and my body turned me forthFrom its beloved abode: then I was dead;And in my grave beside my corpse I sat,In vain attempting to return

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— Dream of Dying, from The Poetical Works of Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1890)

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June 30, 1803 – January 26, 1849

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