|Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocotts Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.|
|O proud death!|
What feast is toward in thine eternal cell,
That thou so many princes, at a shoot,
So bloodily hast struck?
Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act V. Scene 2. (Fortinbras.)
|The rest is silence.|
Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act V. Scene 2. (Hamlet dying.)
| Look down,|
And see what death is doing.
Shakespeare.Winters Tale, Act III. Scene 2. (Paulina to Leontes.)
|In the midst of life we are in death.|
|Death finds us mid our play-thingssnatches us,|
As a cross nurse might do a wayward child,
From all our toys and baubles. His rough call
Unlooses all our favourite ties on earth;
And well if they are such as may be answerd
In yonder world, where all is judged of truly.
Old Play; and see Seneca, Epi. XXIII.
| Sure as night follows day,|
Death treads in pleasures footsteps round the world,
When pleasure treads the paths which reason shuns.
Dr. Young.Night V. Line 863.
| The farthest from the fear,|
Are often nearest to the stroke of fate.
Dr. Young.Night V. Line 790.
|And when obedient nature knows his will,|
A fly, a grapestone, or a hair can kill.
Prior.Ode to the Memory of Villiers, Line 53. [The ripping of a hang-nail is sufficient to despatch us. We are afraid of inundations from the sea when a glass of wine, if it goes the wrong way, is enough to suffocate us. Seneca, Epi. XXIII. Pope Adrian IV, was choked by a fly.]
|What day, what hour, but knocks at human hearts,|
To wake the soul to sense of future scenes?
Deaths stand like Mercurys, in every way,
And kindly point us to our journeys end.
Dr. Young.Night VII. Line 2.
|The hour conceald and so remote the fear,|
Death still draws nearer, never seeming near.
Pope.Essay on Man, Epi. III. Line 75.
|Death lies on her, like an untimely frost,|
Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Shakespeare.Romeo and Juliet, Act IV. Scene 5. (Capulet on seeing Juliet apparently dead.)
|Death lays his icy hands on kings.|
Shirley.Song in the contention of Ajax and Ulysses.
|His tongue is now a stringless instrument.|
Shakespeare.King Richard II., Act II. Scene 1. (Northumberland to the King, announcing Gaunts death.)
| All that lives must die,|
Passing through nature to eternity.
Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act I. Scene 2. (The Queen to Hamlet.)
|Deaths but a path that must be trod,|
If man would ever pass to God.
Parnell.Night piece on Death, Line 67.
|From the first corse, till he that died to day,|
This must be so.
Why should we, in our peevish opposition,
Take it to heart?
Shakespeare.Hamlet, Act I. Scene 2. (The King to Hamlet.)
|The sense of death is most in apprehension;|
And the poor beetle, that we tread upon,
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.
Shakespeare.Measure for Measure, Act III. Scene 1. (Isabella to her brother.)
|The weariest and most loathed worldly life|
That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment
Can lay on nature, is a paradise
To what we fear of death.
Shakespeare.Measure for Measure, Act III. Scene 1. (Claudio to Isabella.)
|Death will have his day.|
Shakespeare.King Richard II., Act III. Scene 2. (The King.)
|As man, perhaps, the moment of his breath,|
Receives the lurking principle of death;
The young disease, that must subdue at length,
Grows with his growth, and strengthens with his strength.
Pope.Essay on Man, Epi. II. Line 133.
| Death is the worst|
That fate can bring, and cuts off evry hope.
Lillo.Fatal Curiosity, Act I. Scene 2.
|Death hath ten thousand several doors|
For men to take their exits.
John Webster.The Duchess of Malfy; Massinger.The Parliament of Love, Act IV. Scene 2.Death hath a thousand doors to let out life; Massinger.A Very Woman, Act V. Scene 4.
|Death rides in triumph,fell destruction|
Lashes his fiery horse, and round about him
His many thousand ways to let out souls.
Beaumont and Fletcher.Bonduca, Act III. Scene 5.
|Death hath so many doors to let out life.|
Beaumont and Fletcher.The Custom of the Courts, Act II. Scene 2.
|Deaths thousand doors stand open.|
Blair.The Grave, Line 394.
|Death in a thousand shapes.|
Virgil.Æneid, Book II. Line 370.
|Deaths shafts fly thick!|
Blair.The Grave, Line 447.
|Men drop so fast, ere lifes mid stage we tread,|
Few know so many friends alive, as dead.
Dr. Young.Satire V. Line 97.
|When I remember all|
The friends so linkd together,
Ive seen around me fall,
Like leaves in wintry weather;
I feel like one who treads alone
Some banquet hall deserted,
Whose lights are fled, whose garlands dead,
And all but he departed.
Tom Moore.Oft in the Stilly Night, Stanza 2.
|On this side and on that, men see their friends|
Drop off like leaves in autumn.
Blair.The Grave, Line 467.
|When in this vale of years I backward look,|
And miss such numbers, numbers too of such,
Firmer in health, and greener in their age,
And stricter on their guard, and fitter far
To play lifes subtle game, I scarce believe
I still survive.
Dr. Young.Night IV. Line 124.
|But when within the walls our troops take breath,|
Lock fast the brazen bars, and shut out death.
Pope.The Iliad, Book XXI. Line 631. (Priam to his guards.)
|Devouring famine, plague, and war,|
Each able to undo mankind,
Deaths servile emissaries are,
Nor to these alone confind,
He hath at will
More quaint and subtle ways to kill;
A smile or kiss, as he will use the art,
Shall have the cunning skill to break a heart.
Shirley.Cupid and Death.
|Still at the last, to his beloved bowl|
He clung, and cheerd the sadness of his soul;
For though a man may not have much to fear,
Yet death looks ugly, when the view is near.
Crabbe.The Borough, Letter XVI.
|Death comes but once.|
Beaumont and Fletcher.The Sea Voyage, Act I. Scene 1.
|Death is the crown of life.|
Dr. Young.Night III. Line 526.