When the bier of anyone passeth by thee, whether Jew, Christian or Muslim, rise to thy feet.
When the bier of anyone passeth by thee, whether Jew, Christian or Muslim, rise to thy feet.
A successful artist of any kind has to work so hard that she is justified in refusing to lay down her sceptre until she is placed on the bier.
Do not lift him from the bracken, Leave him lying where he fell Better bier ye cannot fashion None beseems him half so well As the bare and broken heather, And the hard and trampled sod, Whence his angry soul ascended To the judgment seat of God.
January gray is here, like a sexton by her grave February bears the bier, march with grief doth howl and rave, and April weeps -- but, O ye hours Follow with May's fairest flowers.
When I am dead, no pageant train Shall waste their sorrows at my bier, Nor worthless pomp of homage vain Stain it with hypocritic tear.
No friend's complaint, no kind domestic tear
Pleas'd thy pale ghost, or grac'd thy mournful bier.
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