And Death shall have no dominion
Dead men naked they shall be One
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Thought they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Thought lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on the racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shant crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break lound on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

Dylan Thomas
1914-1953
Truth! at last! And more where that came from.