...best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st ; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more.3 To die is landing on some silent shore Where billows never break, nor tempests roar.3 It is a strange thing to observe to what a height not only of moral excellence, but also of...

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...Dispensary. On Death. 'Tis to the vulgar death too harsh appears ; The ill we feel is only in our fears. n woman be such glorious faith? Sure all ill stories...made thee To temper man : we had been brutes withou the insults of death The fools through blest insensibility. 'Tis what the guilty fear, the pious crave...

...Dispensary. On Death. 'Tis to the vulgar death too harsh appears ; The ill we feel is only in our fears. To die is landing on some silent shore, Where billows...friendly stroke, 'tis o'er. The wise through thought the insults of death defy, The fools through blest insensibility. 'Tis what the guilty fear, the pious...

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...to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.8 Letter to Cobham. SAMUEL GARTH.8 1670-1719. To die is landing on some, silent shore Where billows...tempests roar ; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke, 't is o'er. The Ditpensary. Canto Hi. Line 225. I see the right, and I approve it too, Condemn the...

...Congreve. Defer not till to-morrow to be wise, To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise. — Congreve. To die is landing on some silent shore, Where billows...tempests roar ; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke, 't is o'er. — Samuel Garth, 1670-1719. As if misfortune made the throne her seat, And none could...

...troublous toyle. The worlde's sweet inn from paine and wearisome turmoyle. Faerie Queene. E. SPENSER. To die is landing on some silent shore, Where billows...tempests roar ; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke, 't is o'er. The Dispensary, Canto III. SIR s. GARTH. Here lurks no treason, here no envy swells, Here...

...when she meant to die, she wrote with a diamond on the window-pane this out of Garth's "Dispensary": " To die is landing on some silent shore, Where billows never break nor tempests roar." But why should the woman die when she had a diamond left to gamble with? However, the Duke of Cumberland...

...And he was fond of these lines — " To die is landing on some silent shore Where billows never beat nor tempests roar ; Ere well we feel the friendly stroke, 'tis o'er." Doubtless it was the human instinct of decency, or o maybe it was the secret passion in most of us...