Death is nothing at all i have only slipped away to the next room i am i and you are you whatever we were to each other that we still are call me by my old familiar name speak to me in the easy way which you always used put no difference into your tone wear no forced air of solemnity or . This poem is often read at funerals the author henry scott holland 1847 1918 a priest at st pauls cathedral of london did not intend it as a poem it was actually delivered as part of a sermon in 1910 the sermon titled death the king of terrors was preached while the body of king edward vii was lying in state at westminster. Henry scott holland 27 january 1847 17 march 1918 was regius professor of divinity at the university of oxfordhe was also a canon of christ church oxfordthe scott holland memorial lectures are held in his memory. Death is nothing at all it does not count i have only slipped away into the next room nothing has happened everything remains exactly as it was i am i and you are you and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched unchanged whatever we were to each other that we are still call me by the old familiar name. All is well henry scott holland death is nothing at all death is nothing at all i have only slipped away into the next room i am i and you are you whatever we were to each other that we are still
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