I.
Death is here and death is there,
Death is busy everywhere,
All around, within, beneath,
Above is death-and we are death.
II.
Death has set his mark and seal
On all we are and all we feel,
On all we know and all we fear,
…
III.
First our pleasures die-and then
Our hopes, and then our fears-and when
These are dead, the debt is due,
Dust claims dust-and we die too.
IV.
All things that we love and cherish,
Like ourselves must fade and perish;
Such is our rude mortal lot–
Love itself would, did they not.
(Percy Bysshe Shelley)
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