Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
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Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

He was a man, take him for all in all, I shall not look upon his like again.

The cost of living is dying, everybody pays.

The cost of living is dying, everybody pays.

So many people tiptoe through life, so carefully, to arrive, safely, at death.

So many people tiptoe through life, so carefully, to arrive, safely, at death.

Evil be to him who evil thinks.

Evil be to him who evil thinks.

Life is weaker than death, and death is weaker than love.

Life is weaker than death, and death is weaker than love.

The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his read more

The infant runs toward it with its eyes closed, the adult is stationary, the old man approaches it with his back turned.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

For death begins with life's first breath
And life begins at touch of death.

For death begins with life's first breath
And life begins at touch of death.