Death eats up all things, both the young lamb and old sheep; and I have heard our parson say, death values a prince no more than a clown.
Until death it is all life.
Well, now there's a remedy for everything except death.
Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d; if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.
'Tis the maddest trick a man can ever play in his whole life, to let his breath sneak out of his body without any more ado, and without so much as a rap o'er the pate, or a kick of the guts; to go out like the snuff of a farthing candle, and die merely of the mulligrubs, or the sullens.
Well, there's a remedy for all things but death, which will be sure to lay us flat one time or other.
There is a remedy for everything but death; who, in spite of our teeth, will take us in his clutches.
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