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In Memory by Joyce Kilmer

By Joyce Kilmer

Topics: sad-shayari, love-shayari, deep-lines

I Serene and beautiful and very wise, Most erudite in curious Grecian lore, You lay and read your learned books, and bore A weight of unshed tears and silent sighs. The song within your heart could never rise Until love bade it spread its wings and soar. Nor could you look on Beauty's face before A poet's burning mouth had touched your eyes. Love is made out of ecstasy and wonder; Love is a poignant and accustomed pain. It is a burst of Heaven-shaking thunder;

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"In Memory" by Joyce Kilmer is a sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual english poem consisting of 47 lines. This English poem by Joyce Kilmer demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "I Serene and beautiful and very wise,...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature and inspirational and spiritual through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Joyce Kilmer's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Joyce Kilmer

Joyce Kilmer (1886–1918) was an American poet and journalist best known for his poem "Trees" ("I think that I shall never see / A poem lovely as a tree"). He was killed in action during World War I at the Second Battle of the Marne.

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