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James Shirley

"Death calls ye to the crowd of common men."

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"Death is the sound of distant thunder at a picnic."

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"A few cold words on yonder stone, A corpse as cold as they can be - Vain words, and mouldering dust, alone - Can this be all that's left of thee? O, no! thy spirit lingers still Where'er thy sunny smile was seen: There's less of darkness, less of chill On earth, than if thou hadst not been.Thou breathest in my bosom yet, And dwellest in my beating heart; And, while I cannot quite forget, Thou, darling, canst not quite depart."

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"Fear of death increases in exact proportion to increase in wealth."

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"When death speaks to me, it speaks only of the beauty of life."

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"Death moved in the night, in search for blood, and when it found Life, it passed on by, like a cloud that moves by the face of the moon. When he found those dead without the red, he took the life before them born first, and the mourning emptied itself till the morning."

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"The dreadful dead of dark midnight."

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"As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death."

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"The honor is overpaid, When he that did the act is commentator."
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"There is no armor against fate."
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"Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust."
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"The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade."
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James Shirley
"Death calls ye to the crowd of common men."
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