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I need to find a specific poem,from 4 weddings etc |
Biscuit
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Hello, I am looking for the poem on four weddings and a funeral...the one used at the funeral. I have no idea who it is written by but part of the text reads "she was my north my south my east my west, my working week my sunday rest" can anyone help me please as i have a funeral of a close relative on monday and i feel this poem would be very fitting. thanks |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
I'd have to say, just rent the movie, and write it down.......in the credits a name might appear there.........I haven't seen that movie, so I have no idea. -SEA |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I'm sorry for your loss, Biscuit... hope this helps. Funeral Blues - aka Song IX by Wynstan Hugh Auden (1907-1973) written April 1936 Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum Bring out the coffin let the Mourners come. Let the aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead Put crepe bows round the white of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now can ever come to any good. [This message has been edited by suthern (edited 01-19-2001).] |
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Biscuit
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thank you very much...help most apreciated |
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