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Beneath our feet and o'er our head
Is equal warning given:
Beneath us lie the countless dead,
Above us is the heaven!
Death rides on every passing breeze,
And lurks in every flower;
Each season has its own disease,
Its peril every hour.

— Reginald Heber

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Eternity has no gray hairs! The flowers fade, the heart withers, man grows old and dies, the world lies down in the sepulchre of ages, but time writes no wrinkles on the brow of Eternity.

Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb.

What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile.

When Spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil.

The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone.

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