“Nam
quodcumque suis mutatum finibus exit,
Continuo
hoc mors est illius, quod fuit ante.”
["For, whatever from
its own confines passes changed, this is at
once the death of that
which before it was.”—Lucretius, ii.
752.]
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Accommodated my subject
to my strength
Affright people with
the very mention of death
All I aim at is, to
pass my time at my ease
All think he has yet
twenty good years to come
Apprenticeship and a
resemblance of death
Become a fool by too
much wisdom
Both himself and his
posterity declared ignoble, taxable
Caesar: he would
be thought an excellent engineer to boot
Courtesy and good manners
is a very necessary study
Dangers do, in truth,
little or nothing hasten our end
Death can, whenever
we please, cut short inconveniences
Death has us every moment
by the throat
Death is a part of you
Denying all solicitation,
both of hand and mind
Did my discourses came
only from my mouth or from my heart
Die well—that
is, patiently and tranquilly.
Discover what there
is of good and clean in the bottom of the po
Downright and sincere
obedience
Every day travels towards
death; the last only arrives at it.
Fear is more importunate
and insupportable than death itself
Fear to lose a thing,
which being lost, cannot be lamented?
Fear: begets a
terrible astonishment and confusion
Feared, lest disgrace
should make such delinquents desperate
Give these young wenches
the things they long for
Have you ever found
any who have been dissatisfied with dying?
How many more have died
before they arrived at thy age
How many several ways
has death to surprise us?
How much more insupportable
and painful an immortal life
I have lived longer
by this one day than I should have done
I take hold of, as little
glorious and exemplary as you will
If nature do not help