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On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending,
And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending,
And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb.
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing read more
It must be so--Plato, thou reasonest well!--
Else whence this pleasing hope, this fond desire,
This longing after immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and inward horror,
O falling into nought? Why shrinks the soul
Back on herself, and startles at destruction?
'Tis the divinity that stirs within us;
'Tis heaven itself, that points out an hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man.
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
All men think all men mortal, but themselves.
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
We do not know what to do with this short life, yet we want another which will be eternal.
I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.
I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.
No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
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No, no! The energy of life may be
Kept on after the grave, but not begun;
And he who flagg'd not in the earthly strife,
From strength to strength advancing--only he
His soul well-knit, and all his battles won,
Mounts, and that hardly, to eternal life.
If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error.
If all else fails, immortality can always be assured by spectacular error.
A book is the only immortality.
A book is the only immortality.
Do you believe in immortality? No, and one life is enough for
me.
Do you believe in immortality? No, and one life is enough for
me.
