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• Death comes on every passing breeze, He lurks in every flowe
  Each season has its own disease, Its peril -- every hour. --Reginald Hebe...
• Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile.
  -- Reginald Heber (1783-1826) -- Missionary Hym...
• Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb.
  -- Reginald Heber (1783-1826) -- At a Funeral, No. ii...
• Under every stone lurks a politician. -- Aristophane
• I see them on their winding way, About their ranks the moonbeams play.
  -- Reginald Heber (1783-1826) -- Lines written to a March...
• Necessity is the plea for every infringement of human freedom.
  It is the argument of tyrants; it is the creed of slaves. -- William Pitt, 1783...
• He who fears death dies every time he thinks of it.
• Failed the bright promise of your early day. -- Reginald Heber (1783-1826) -- Palestine