Daria Hansen,
Director of the Social Work Program

"Death be not Proud"
by John Donne

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee 
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; 
For those whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow 
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. 
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, 
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, 
And soonest our best men with thee do go, 
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery. 

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One of my favorite poems is "Death be not Proud" by John Donne. I saw Wit many years ago with Emma Thompson who portrayed a college poetry professor, who found she had terminal cancer. This was the poem she spent her life unraveling. I was struck by the strength of the poem and the person who was dying and it reminds me of how strong people can be when facing death ... alone.

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