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Classic Literature Discuss the classics like Poe, H.G. Wells, Mark Twain, Oscar Wilde, Emily Dickinson etc. Read them at Literature Vault.

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Old 07-21-2008, 07:16 PM   #1
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The book of Jade

Have any of you on here read it?
It's by David Park Barnitz..
I've found him to be a talanted poet
....
I would love a debate if anyone's read it...if not...
Read below, or come to The Book of Jade by David Park Barnitz
It's really quite inspiring
if not a tad long winded..

"Sepulchral Life"
Lo, all the world as some vast corpse long dead,
Fadeth and perisheth and doth decay,
Even as a corpse, in whose unhonor'd clay
The worms have long the inmost secrets read;
Even as a corpse, upon whose lowly head
The sun beats, and the holy rain doth play;
Even as a corpse, whereof the people say,
—We would that these dead bones were buried.
Even so: and in the earth's vast sepulchre
Our fainting souls their doubtful footsteps bear,
Dreaming of that which no dead men may see;
And in our passage to the second death,
We whisper strange names with our pesty breath,
Of Love, and Honour, and great Victory.
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