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But since, howe’er protracted, death will come, Why fondly study, with ingenious pains, To put it off?–To breathe a little longer Is to defer our fate, but not to shun it.
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But the grave is not deep; it is the shining tread of an angel that seeks us. When the unknown hand throws the fatal dart at the end of man, then boweth he his head and the dart only lifts the crown of thorns from his wounds.
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But they are dead; those two are dead! Their spirits are in Heaven!’ ‘Twas throwing words away; for still The little Maid would have her will, And said, ‘Nay, we are seven!’
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But thousands die without or this or that, Die, and endow a college of a cat.
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But we are all as an unclean thing, and all our righteousnesses are as filthy rags; and we all do fade as a leaf; and our iniquities, like the wind, have taken us away.
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But when the sun in all his state, Illumed the eastern skies, She passed through glory’s morning gate, And walked in Paradise.
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But whether on the scaffold high, Or in the battle’s van, The fittest place where man can die Is where he dies for man.
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But, O Sarah! if the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; In the gladdest days and in the darkest nights . . . always, always, and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath, as the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by. Sarah do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.
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By foreign hands thy dying eyes were clos’d. By foreign hands thy decent limbs compos’d, By foreign hands thy humble grave adorn’d, By strangers honour’d, and by strangers mourn’d.
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By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death … and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.
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By protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.
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Capital punishment is the most premeditated of murders, to which no criminal’s deed, however calculated can be compared. For there to be an equivalency, the death penalty would have to punish a criminal who had warned his victim of the date at which he would inflict a horrible death on him and who, from that moment onward, had confined him at his mercy for months. Such a monster is not encountered in private life.
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‘Cause I swear that I’m dying, slowly but its happining.
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Certainly the contemplation of death, as the wages of sin, and passage to another world, is holy and religious; but the fear of it, as a tribute due unto Nature, is weak.
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China’s current policy regarding death penalty is to preserve it but use it cautiously.
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Christianity is a missionary religion, converting, advancing, aggressive, encompassing the world; a non-missionary church is in the bands of death.
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Christ’s first coming was to fulfill a mission, a purpose. He came to suffer, die, and be raised again. These happened and yielded results effective for the present time and into eternity.’ Roger Anderson
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Colorectal cancer is the third leading cause of cancer in women, and it’s the third leading cause of cancer-related death in women.
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Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypress let me be laid. Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid. My shroud of white, stuck all with yew, O, prepare it. My part of death, no one so true Did share it.
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Come! let the burial rite be read– The funeral song be sung!– An anthem for the queenliest dead That ever died so young– A dirge for her, the doubly dead In that she died so young.
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