It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
O falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
'Tis the divinity that stirs within us;
'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.
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Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
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Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee,
But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun
Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee
A name which before thee no mortal hath won.
No one could ever meet death for his country without the hope of
immortality.
[Lat., Nemo unquam sine read more
No one could ever meet death for his country without the hope of
immortality.
[Lat., Nemo unquam sine magna spe immortalitatatis se pro patria
offerret ad mortem.]
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
To desire immortality is to desire the eternal perpetuation of a great mistake
To desire immortality is to desire the eternal perpetuation of a great mistake
For I never have seen, and never shall see, that the cessation of
the evidence of existence is necessarily read more
For I never have seen, and never shall see, that the cessation of
the evidence of existence is necessarily evidence of the
cessation of existence.
A book is the only immortality.
A book is the only immortality.
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?
Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond;
But is there anything Beyond?
Immortality - a fate worse than death.
Immortality - a fate worse than death.
