SHAKS.: _Rom. and Jul.,_ Act iv., Sc. 5.

Though death be poor, it ends a mortal woe.
491
SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act ii., Sc. 1.

Behind her death,
Close following pace for pace, not mounted yet
On his pale horse.
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MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. x., Line 588.

Come to the bridal chamber, Death!
Come to the mother's, when she feels,
For the first time, her first-born's breath;
Come when the blessed seals
That close the pestilence are broke,
And crowded cities wail its stroke;
Come in consumption's ghastly form,
The earthquake shock, the ocean storm;
Come when the heart beats high and warm,
With banquet song, and dance, and wine;
And thou art terrible,--the tear,
The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier,
And all we know, or dream, or fear
Of agony are thine.
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FITZ-GREENE HALLECK: _Marco Bozzaris._

Death loves a shining mark, a signal blow.