"Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity."

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

"I do not to set my life at a pin's fee; And, for my soul, what can it do to that, Being a thing immortal as itself?"

"Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhousel'd, disappointed, unanel'd; No reckoning made, but sent to my account…"

"To die:—to sleep: No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is…"

"For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Must give us pause."

"Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life; But that the dread of something after death, The undis…"

"We should profane the service of the dead, To sing a requiem and such rest to her As to peace-parted souls."

"O proud death, What feast is toward in thine eternal cell, That thou so many princes at a shot So bloodily hast, struck?"

"And there at Venice gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under …"