Death, be not proud

"Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me."

In this poem, the speaker uses an apostophe. He directly addresses death throughout. For example, "Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desparate man," shows the speaker speaking directly to death, as if if were a human being. Further, the speaker personifies death.

Another thing I noticed about this poem is that there is a lot of imagery about sleeping. "And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well," is one example of this imagery used. Another is "one short sleepe past, wee wake eternally." I think this means that death does not end our lives, as most people assume to be true. It only puts us to sleep, so to speak. The speaker recognizes that we (hopefully) will go somewhere after death and that our souls will continue to live on.