When our souls shall leave this dwelling, the glory of one fair and virtuous action is above all the 'scutcheons on our tomb, or silken banners over us.
How little room Do we take up in death, that, living, know No bounds! - James Shirley
How little room Do we take up in death, that, living, know No bounds!
- James Shirley
Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. - James Shirley
Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.
The honour is overpaid,When he that did the act is commentator. - James Shirley
The honour is overpaid,When he that did the act is commentator.
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter a… - James Shirley
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter a…
Death lays his icy hand on kings. - James Shirley
Death lays his icy hand on kings.
Hark, how chimes the passing bell! There's no music to a knell; All the other sounds we hear, Flatter, and but cheat our ear. This doth put us still … - James Shirley
Hark, how chimes the passing bell! There's no music to a knell; All the other sounds we hear, Flatter, and but cheat our ear. This doth put us still …
Knaves will thrive when honest plainness knows not how to live. - James Shirley
Knaves will thrive when honest plainness knows not how to live.
When our souls shall leave this dwelling, the glory of one fair and virtuous action is above all the 'scutcheons on our tomb, or silken banners over … - James Shirley
When our souls shall leave this dwelling, the glory of one fair and virtuous action is above all the 'scutcheons on our tomb, or silken banners over …
Death calls ye to the crowd of common men. - James Shirley
Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.
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