Thomas Lovell Beddoes

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Love means the body, the soul, the life, the entire being. We feel love as we feel the warmth of our blood, we breathe love as we breathe air, we hold it in ourselves as we hold our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us.
Guy De Maupassant
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Thomas Lovell Beddoes (June 30, 1803January 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 laid
    In 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)
  • 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 forth
    From its beloved abode: then I was dead;
    And in my grave beside my corpse I sat,
    In vain attempting to return
    • Dream of Dying, from The Poetical Works of Thomas Lovell Beddoes (1890)

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