We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance.
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Mors sceptra ligonibus aequat.
(Death levels sceptre and the law.)
Mors sceptra ligonibus aequat.
(Death levels sceptre and the law.)
Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
Death will be a great relief. No more interviews.
He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I read more
He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I know
Pale and white and cold as snow;
And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!"
Weeping at the feet and head.
I can see your falling tears,
I can hear your sighs and prayers;
Yet I smile and whisper this:
I am not the thing you kiss.
Cease your tears and let it lie;
It was mine--it is not I.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.
We cannot banish dangers, but we can banish fears. We must not demean life by standing in awe of death.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
Death and life have their determined appointments; riches and honors depend upon heaven.
The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.
The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die read more
We must all die!
All leave ourselves, it matters not where, when,
Nor how, so we die well; and can that man that does so
Need lamentation for him?
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger read more
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.
