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  • The woods decay, the woods decay and fall, The vapours weep their burthen to the ground, Man comes and tills the field and lies beneath, And after many summer dies the swan. Me only cruel immortality Consumes: I wither slowly in thine arms, Here at the quiet limit of the world.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Alfred Lord Tennyson Quotes , Summer Quotes , Death Quotes
  • Few cross the river of time and are able to reach non-being. Most of them run up and down only on this side of the river. But those who when they know the law follow the path of the law, they shall reach the other shore and go beyond the realm of death.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Horace Quotes , Death Quotes , Running Quotes