All share a common destiny-the righteous and the wicked, the good and the bad, the clean and the unclean, those who offer sacrifices and those who do not... For the living know that they will die, (Eccl.9:2-3, 12-13).
Death is the great equalizer. In his pale presence they forgot their old squabbles and jealousies; they forgot their numberless ...
The glories of our blood and stateA brief life of Shirley.
Are shadows, not substantial things;
Death lays his icy hand on Kings;
Sceptre and crown
Must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
posted by hermitosis at 1:57 PM on May 22, 2007