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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.
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a read more
A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.
The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and read more
The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.
How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.
How frighteningly few are the persons whose death would spoil our appetite and make the world seem empty.
It is never death because they live in your heart foever.
It is never death because they live in your heart foever.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death.
He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I read more
He who died at Azan sends
This to comfort all this friends:
Faithful friends! It lies I know
Pale and white and cold as snow;
And ye say, "Abdallah's dead!"
Weeping at the feet and head.
I can see your falling tears,
I can hear your sighs and prayers;
Yet I smile and whisper this:
I am not the thing you kiss.
Cease your tears and let it lie;
It was mine--it is not I.
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.
But when the sun in all his state,
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through glory's morning read more
But when the sun in all his state,
Illumed the eastern skies,
She passed through glory's morning gate,
And walked in Paradise.