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"Kisses kept are wasted;
Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loathe to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met.
Keep them not in waiting yet;
Kisses kept are wasted."
-- Kisses, Edmund Vance Cooke
Very much my thoughts, and I reminded it, often ;), to my girl as we strolled up and down Lovers' Walk throughout Auckland Domain! And she loved it!!
Lovers' Walk, Auckland Domain, Auckland, New Zealand (Tuesday 12th March, 2023)
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How Did You Die By Edmund Vance Cooke
The heartfelt poem "How Did You Die?" By Edmund Vance Cooke explores the universal theme of loss, empowerment and persistence.
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'Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loathe to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet Waiting to be warmly met. Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted.' 💋 - Edmund Vance Cooke
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Don’t fight with the pillow, but lay down your head and kick every worriment out of the bed.
Edmund Vance Cooke
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did you tackle that trouble that came you way
with a resolute heart and cheerful?
or hide your face from the light of day
with a craven soul and fearful?
oh, a troubles a ton, or a troubles an ounce,
or a trouble is what you make it.
and it isn’t the fact that your hurt that counts,
but only how did you take it?
you are beaten to earth? well, well, what’s that?
come up with a smiling face
it’s nothing against you to fall down flat,
but to lie there - that’s a disgrace.
the harder your thrown why the higher you bounce;
be proud of your blackened eye!
it isn’t the fact that your licked that counts;
it’s how did you fight and why?
and though you be done to death, what then?
if you battled the best you could;
if you played your part in the world of men,
why the Critic will call it good.
death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
and whether he’s slow or spry,
it isn’t the fact that your dead that counts,
but only, how did you die?
How Did You Die? by Edmund Vance Cooke
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if i could heard you recite poetry, i will aplaude you.
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oh my god !! I love you so much for that actually 💕
here I will type out one of my favorite poems and we can pretend I'm reciting it
(this is by Edmund Vance Cooke)
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it?
You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that?
Come up with a smiling face.
It's nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there -- that's disgrace.
The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce;
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts,
It's how did you fight -- and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?
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How Did You Die? Edmund Vance Cooke
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it?
You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that?
Come up with a smiling face.
It's nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there -- that's disgrace.
The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce;
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts,
It's how did you fight -- and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?
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13 Life Changing Poems For Difficult Times in Life
13 Life Changing Poems For Difficult Times in Life
When we face tough times in life, we need something to push us emotionally to come out of it. Some good and life changing poems can also be of great use to us at that time. Below are some best life changing poems that can help you get through the hard times.
Life Changing Poems:
How Did You Die? (by Edmund Vance Cooke)
It’s All In the State of Mind (by Walter D. Wintle)
Defeat (by Khalil…
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How Did You Die?
Did you tackle that trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble's a ton, or a trouble's an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it?
You are beaten to earth? Well, well, what's that?
Come up with a smiling face.
It's nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there -- that's disgrace.
The harder you're thrown, why the higher you bounce;
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts,
It's how did you fight -- and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?
Edmund Vance Cooke
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How Did You Die? By Edmund Vance Cooke
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GRYFFINDOR:
"Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounce,
And whether he's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?"
–Edmund Vance Cooke (How Did You Die?)
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Currently one of my favorite poems
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- Edmund Vance Cooke, “How did you die?”
#dark academia#dark acadamia aesthetic#dark aesthetic#poetry#aesthetic#aesthetic blog#poems#poetry aesthetic#academia#dark academia blog#edmund vance cooke#how did you die#academic#text#literacy#velvet thoughts#writing
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each wasted move
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— to squirt the garden dirt, to treat the thirsty grasses,
To paint the shed a bluish red, to glue Aunt Dora’s glasses,
To saw a limb, or take a whim —
ex “Puttering,” in Edmund Vance Cooke (1866-1932, wikipedia) his Companionable Poems (Chicago, 1932) : 195-196
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