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EDNOTE. Flat appears in PALE FIRE. See Index: Flatman, Thomas. 1637-8,
English poet, scholar and miniaturist, not known to old fraud, 894
----- Original Message -----
From: "Carolyn Kunin" <chaiselongue@earthlink.net>
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> Thanks to Mr Stephen Leary I have before me the poem referred to by Mr
> Brown. I don't find anything here, but for the interest of the list,
here's
> the poem:
>
> A THOUGHT OF DEATH
>
> by THOMAS FLATMAN
>
> Subject: DEATH
> Poem Date: 1682
> Timeline: 17TH CENTURY
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> WHEN on my sick bed I languish,
> Full of sorrow, full of anguish,
> Fainting, gasping, trembling, crying,
> Panting, groaning, speechless, dying,
> My soul just now about to take her flight
> Into the regions of eternal night;
> Oh tell me you,
> That have been long below,
> What shall I do!
> What shall I think, when cruel Death appears,
> That may extenuate my fears!
> Methinks I hear some gentle Spirit say,
> Be not fearful, come away!
> Think with thyself that now thou shalt be free,
> And find thy long-expected liberty;
> Better thou mayst, but worse thou canst not be
> Than in this vale of tears and misery.
> Like Caesar, with assurance then come on,
> And unamaz'd attempt the laurel crown,
> That lies on th' other side Death's Rubicon.
>
>
> Reference: CRANE, RONALD S. (ED.) -
> COLLECTION OF ENGLISH POEMS, 1660-1800.
> PAGE 190
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>
>
>
English poet, scholar and miniaturist, not known to old fraud, 894
----- Original Message -----
From: "Carolyn Kunin" <chaiselongue@earthlink.net>
> ----------------- Message requiring your approval (46
lines) ------------------
> Thanks to Mr Stephen Leary I have before me the poem referred to by Mr
> Brown. I don't find anything here, but for the interest of the list,
here's
> the poem:
>
> A THOUGHT OF DEATH
>
> by THOMAS FLATMAN
>
> Subject: DEATH
> Poem Date: 1682
> Timeline: 17TH CENTURY
>
>
>
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------
--
> ----
>
> WHEN on my sick bed I languish,
> Full of sorrow, full of anguish,
> Fainting, gasping, trembling, crying,
> Panting, groaning, speechless, dying,
> My soul just now about to take her flight
> Into the regions of eternal night;
> Oh tell me you,
> That have been long below,
> What shall I do!
> What shall I think, when cruel Death appears,
> That may extenuate my fears!
> Methinks I hear some gentle Spirit say,
> Be not fearful, come away!
> Think with thyself that now thou shalt be free,
> And find thy long-expected liberty;
> Better thou mayst, but worse thou canst not be
> Than in this vale of tears and misery.
> Like Caesar, with assurance then come on,
> And unamaz'd attempt the laurel crown,
> That lies on th' other side Death's Rubicon.
>
>
> Reference: CRANE, RONALD S. (ED.) -
> COLLECTION OF ENGLISH POEMS, 1660-1800.
> PAGE 190
>
>
>
>