The dew of compassion is a tear.
What is Death, so it be but glorious? 'Tis a sunset; And mortals may be happy to resemble The Gods but in decay.
Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.
I have seen a thousand graves opened, and always perceived that whatever was gone, the teeth and hair remained of those who had died with them. Is not this odd? They go the very first things in youth and yet last the longest in the dust.
They never fail who die in a great cause.
'Tis very certain the desire of life prolongs it.
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