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Quotations
On Death
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- God's
finger touch'd him, and
he slept.—Tennyson.
- How
beautiful it is for a man
to die on the walls of Zion! to be called like a watch-worn and weary
sentinel,
to put his armor off, and rest in heaven.—N.P. Willis.
- I
looked,
and behold a pale
horse; and his name that sat on him was Death.—Revelation 6:8.
- When
we
see our enemies and
friends gliding away before us, let us not forget that we are subject
to
the general law of mortality, and shall soon be where our doom will be
fixed forever.—Dr. Johnson.
- I have
seen those who have arrived
at a fearless contemplation of the future, from faith in the doctrine
which
our religion teaches. Such men were not only calm and supported, but
cheerful
in the hour of death; and I never quitted such a sick chamber without a
hope that my last end might be like theirs.—Sir Henry Halford.
- One
may
live as a conqueror,
a king or a magistrate; but he must die as a man. The bed of death
brings
every human being to his pure individuality; to the intense
contemplation
of that deepest and most solemn of all relations, the relation between
the creature and his Creator. Here it is that fame and renown cannot
assist
us; that all external things must fail to aid us; that even friends,
affection
and human love and devotedness cannot succor us.—Webster.
There is no
death.
The thing that we call death
Is but
another, sadder
name for life.
—Stoddard.
- All
that
nature has prescribed
must be good; and as death is natural to us, it is absurdity to fear
it.
Fear loses its purpose when we are sure it cannot preserve us, and we
should
draw resolution to meet it, from the impossibility to escape it.—Steele.
To
die,—to sleep,—
No
more;—and by a sleep
to say we end
The
heart-ache, and the
thousand natural shocks
That flesh
is heir to.
—Shakespeare.
- Death
robs
the rich and relieves
the poor.—J.L. Basford.
- Death
is
the liberator of him
whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot
cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console.—Colton.
Death,
so called,
is a thing that makes men weep,
And yet a
third of life
is pass'd in sleep.
—Byron.
- The
finest
day of life is that
on which one quits it.—Frederick the Great.
Death
is delightful.
Death is dawn—
The waking
from a weary
night
Of fevers
unto truth
and light.
—Joaquin
Miller.
- Death
gives us sleep, eternal
youth, and immortality.—Richter.
The
hour conceal'd
and so remote the fear,
Death still
draws nearer,
never seeming near.
—Pope.
- All
that
lives must die, passing
through nature to eternity. —Shakespeare.
- You
should
not fear, nor yet
should you wish for your last day.—Martial.
- No man
but
knows that he must
die; he knows that in whatever quarter of the world he abides—whatever
be his circumstances—however strong his present hold of life—however
unlike
the prey of death he looks—that it is his doom beyond reverse to
die.—Stebbing.
- It is
by
no means a fact that
death is the worst of all evils; when it comes, it is an alleviation to
mortals who are worn out with sufferings.—Metastasio.
- God
giveth
quietness at last.—Whittier.
Death
hath ten thousand
several doors
For men to
take their
exits.
—John
Webster.
- Death
will
have his day.—Shakespeare.
- Death
comes but once.—Beaumont
and Fletcher.
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- There
is
nothing certain in
man's life but this, that he must lose it. —Owen Meredith.
But
no! that look
is not the last;
We yet may
meet where
seraphs dwell,
Where love
no more deplores
the past,
Nor
breathes that withering
word—Farewell!
—Peabody.
- It is
not
I who die, when I
die, but my sin and misery.—Gotthold.
- Death
is
the crown of life.—Young.
So
live, that, when
thy summons comes to join
The
innumerable caravan,
that moves
To that
mysterious realm,
where each shall take
His chamber
in the silent
halls of death,
Thou go
not, like the
quarry-slave at night,
Scourged to
his dungeon;
but sustain'd and sooth'd
By an
unfaltering trust,
approach thy grave,
Like one
that draws the
drapery of his couch
About him,
and lies down
to pleasant dreams.
—Bryant.
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