Desperately seeking poetic quote

junediamanti june.diamanti at blueyonder.co.uk
Sat Oct 25 12:15:28 UTC 2003


Hi very well read clever people

I am looking for a suitable poem to quote in a fiction I am working 
on.  

What I want is a consoling poem to a bereaved person. 

Unfortunately, all I can think of at the moment is Ash Wednesday or 
Burnt Norton - both too long and therefore not lending themselves to 
providing a good fragment for quoting purposes.  They seem possibly 
overtly Christian as well - and that's not really what is wanted.

I do not want "Stop All the Clocks" by Auden - done to death -  
though I like it.  Or anything too mawkish either. 

So, anybody got a best consolatory poem? 

Any suggestions would be gratefully received - any line will do 
because I'll be able to find the full poem and author easily enough 
if it's reasonably well known.

Help is greatly appreciated - I have a total brain freeze on at the 
moment and have not found anything in my books at home.

June

Written this day on 25th October 2003 - the 588th anniversary of the 
Battle of Agincourt - today is the feast of Crispin Crisipinian.  
Big British Anniversary (English beat the French despite being 
outnumbered 5:1):

Another famous Harry speaks...

    This day is called the feast of Crispian: 
    He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, 
    Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named, 
    And rouse him at the name of Crispian. 
    He that shall live this day, and see old age, 
    Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, 
    And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:' 
    Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars. 
    And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.' 
     (...) 
    We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; 
    For he to-day that sheds his blood with me 
    Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, 
    This day shall gentle his condition: 
    And gentlemen in England now a-bed 
    Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, 
    And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks 
    That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day. 

William Shakespeare - Henry V

Patriotic sigh.







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