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To die will be an awfully big adventure.
To die will be an awfully big adventure.
Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.
Some people are so afraid to die that they never begin to live.
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft read more
Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious
and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young
woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction.
Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him
good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child
with her cloth, cover thou him.
I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.
I don\'t believe in death, neither in flesh nor in spirit.
Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.
Death is a black camel, which kneels at the gates of all.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
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.
Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead. When Death claims the light of my brow No flowers of life read more
Don't strew me with roses after I'm dead. When Death claims the light of my brow No flowers of life will cheer me: instead You may give me my roses now!
