There is no death! the stars go down To rise upon some other shore, And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown, They shine for ever more.
- John L. McCreery
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, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished.
Death lies on her, like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
- William Shakespeare
First our pleasures die - and then Our hopes, and then our fears - and when These are dead, the debt is due, Dust claims dust - and we die too.
Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
