But whether on the scaffold high,
Or in the battle's van,
The fittest place where man can read more

But whether on the scaffold high,
Or in the battle's van,
The fittest place where man can die
Is where he dies for man.

All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths read more

All say, 'How hard it is that we have to die' - a strange complaint to come from the mouths of people who have had to live.

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.

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead your made for life.

It is only the dead who do not return.

It is only the dead who do not return.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

Nothing in his life became him like the leaving it.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

A man's dying is more the survivors' affair than his own.

The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.

The white sail of his soul has rounded
The promontory--death.