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On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending,
And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending,
And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing read more
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.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
That man has reached immortality who is disturbed by nothing material.
The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum read more
The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she
enthrones him in the heavens.
[Lat., Dignum laude virum Musa vetat mori;
Coelo Musa beat.]
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality
Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
He ne'er is crowned with immortality
Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
I don't want to achieve immortality by being inducted into the
Hall of Fame. I want to achieve immortality read more
I don't want to achieve immortality by being inducted into the
Hall of Fame. I want to achieve immortality by not dying.
We feel and know that we are eternal.
We feel and know that we are eternal.
