Thou Shalt Lie Dead

A digital transcription of the versed paraphrase on a poem most famous by its line '...thou shalt lie dead...' by Anne Bunner.

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                        2019  
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                        Fragments of Sappho
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                        <addrLine>University of Nebraska-Lincoln</addrLine>
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                        Copyright © 2019 by University of Nebraska–Lincoln, all rightsreserved. Redistribution or republication in any medium, except as allowedunder the Fair Use provisions of U.S. copyright law, requires expresswritten consent from the editors and advance notification of the publisher,the University of Nebraska–Lincoln. 
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                    <author>Henry T. Wharton</author>
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                    <author role="Translator">Swinburne</author>
                    <author role="Translator">J. A. Symonds</author>
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                    <l n="1" enjamb="yes">Thou shalt lie dead -- nor shall the long years bring</l>
                    <l n="2" enjamb="no">Remembrance of thee, not with joy or pain.</l>
                    <l n="3" enjamb="yes">The years shall come and go and each new spring</l>
                    <l n="4" enjamb="no">Bring memories of long lost loves again.</l>
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                    <l n="5" enjamb="no">Back through the shadowy years in many lands,</l>
                    <l n="6" enjamb="no">Home to the hearts that they were severed from,</l>
                    <l n="7" enjamb="no">With roses of Pieria in their hands,</l>
                    <l n="8" enjamb="no">The dead come home who have the right to come.</l>
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                    <l n="9" enjamb="yes">But thou shalt never come, for thou shalt lie</l>
                    <l n="10" enjamb="yes">Still as the love thou killed -- nor smiles nor tears</l>
                    <l n="11" enjamb="no">Shall wake thy memory to earth or sky.</l>
                    <l n="12" enjamb="no">Thou shalt lie quiet through forgotten years.</l>
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Thou Shalt Lie Dead 2019 University of Nebraska-Lincoln Fragments of Sappho
216 Burnett University of Nebraska-Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588 janica.hw@gmail.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by University of Nebraska–Lincoln, all rightsreserved. Redistribution or republication in any medium, except as allowedunder the Fair Use provisions of U.S. copyright law, requires expresswritten consent from the editors and advance notification of the publisher,the University of Nebraska–Lincoln.

DH Final Project Henry T. Wharton (1920). Sappho - Memoir, Text, Selected Renderings. With Paraphrases in verse by Anne Bunner. Sappho - Memoir, Text, Selected Renderings Henry T. Wharton Anne Bunner Swinburne J. A. Symonds 1920 BRENTANO'S New York

Literal translation to English by Henry Thorton Wharton, paraphrases in verse form by Anne Bunner referencing various translationed editions of the poem included in the book. All name would be written as fill first name, initial of middle name, and full last name, unless unavailable.

All hypens are converted to --.

 Janica Transcribed and encoded the poem view page image(s) THOU SHALT LIE DEAD Thou shalt lie dead -- nor shall the long years bring Remembrance of thee, not with joy or pain. The years shall come and go and each new spring Bring memories of long lost loves again. Back through the shadowy years in many lands, 5 Home to the hearts that they were severed from, With roses of Pieria in their hands, The dead come home who have the right to come. But thou shalt never come, for thou shalt lie Still as the love thou killed -- nor smiles nor tears 10 Shall wake thy memory to earth or sky. Thou shalt lie quiet through forgotten years.

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Thou Shalt Lie Dead 2019 University of Nebraska-Lincoln Fragments of Sappho
216 Burnett University of Nebraska-Lincoln Lincoln, NE 68588 janica.hw@gmail.com
2019

Copyright © 2019 by University of Nebraska–Lincoln, all rightsreserved. Redistribution or republication in any medium, except as allowedunder the Fair Use provisions of U.S. copyright law, requires expresswritten consent from the editors and advance notification of the publisher,the University of Nebraska–Lincoln.

DH Final Project Henry T. Wharton (1920). Sappho - Memoir, Text, Selected Renderings. With Paraphrases in verse by Anne Bunner. Sappho - Memoir, Text, Selected Renderings Henry T. Wharton Anne Bunner Swinburne J. A. Symonds 1920 BRENTANO'S New York

Literal translation to English by Henry Thorton Wharton, paraphrases in verse form by Anne Bunner referencing various translationed editions of the poem included in the book. All name would be written as fill first name, initial of middle name, and full last name, unless unavailable.

All hypens are converted to --.

 Janica Transcribed and encoded the poem THOU SHALT LIE DEAD Thou shalt lie dead -- nor shall the long years bring Remembrance of thee, not with joy or pain. The years shall come and go and each new spring Bring memories of long lost loves again. Back through the shadowy years in many lands, Home to the hearts that they were severed from, With roses of Pieria in their hands, The dead come home who have the right to come. But thou shalt never come, for thou shalt lie Still as the love thou killed -- nor smiles nor tears Shall wake thy memory to earth or sky. Thou shalt lie quiet through forgotten years.