Author Walter Savage Landor Death stands above me, whispering low I know not what into my ear; Of his strange language all I know Is, there is not a word of fear. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4.5 (4 votes) Rate Tue, 2014-07-22 07:18 #1 Volsebnik Interesting paradox, the speaker is unale to understand Death's language, but knows that it contains "not a word of fear."The personification of death is a methaphor for feelings about death. Log in or register to post comments Log in or register to post comments
Tue, 2014-07-22 07:18 #1 Volsebnik Interesting paradox, the speaker is unale to understand Death's language, but knows that it contains "not a word of fear."The personification of death is a methaphor for feelings about death. Log in or register to post comments
The personification of death is a methaphor for feelings about death.