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• Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away In statue-like repose.
  -- James Aldrich (1810-1856) -- A Death-Bed...
• When Freedom from her mountain-height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars of glory there.
  She mingled with its gorgeous dyes The milky baldric of the skies, And striped its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light....
• But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet Lessen like sound of friends' departing fee
  And Death is beautiful as feet of friend Coming with welcome at our journey's end....
• The bird let loose in Eastern skies, Returning fondly home, Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies Where idle warblers roam
  But high she shoots through air and light, Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way....
• But a short time elapsed after the death of the great reformer of the Jewish religio
  before his principles were departed from by those who professed to be his special servants, and perverted into an engine for enslaving mankind, and aggrandizing t heir oppressors in Church and State....
• Napoleon's troops fought in bright fields, where every helmet caught some gleams of glory
  but the British soldier conquered under the cool shade of aristocracy....
• He was exhal'd; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- On the Death of a very young Gentlema...
• When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover.
  -- Michael Drayton (1563-1631) -- Ideas, An Allusion to the Eaglets, lxi...
• And thou hast walked about (how strange a story!) In Thebes's streets three thousand years ago, When the Memnonium was in all its glory.
  -- Horace Smith (1779-1849) -- Address to the Mummy at Belzoni's Exhibitio...