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

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

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls
a butterfly.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

Death is the universal salt of states;
Blood is the base of all things--law and war.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

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.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

Call no man happy till he is dead.

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.

The day which we fear as our last is but the birthday of eternity.