No, I'll repine at death no more, But with a cheerful gasp…
“No, I'll repine at death no more, But with a cheerful gasp resign To the cold dungeon of the ground These dying, withering limbs of mine. Let worms devour my wasting flesh, And crumble all my bones to dust:-- My God shall raise my frame anew, At the revival of the just.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker rejects despair, embracing hopeful anticipation of divine renewal after death, trusting in resurrection.
In simple terms: He chooses hope over fear of death.
Trust in spiritual renewal beyond physical decay.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- funeral rites
- personal grief
- comfort in loss
- religious counseling
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What gives you hope in the face of mortality?
- How do you find comfort without religious belief?
The poem assumes belief in resurrection, which may not resonate with all readers.