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Death

 

Momus What Will Death Be Like

Death will be unlike the night-times when we lie awake thinking of death Death will be unlike the Spanish maracas that rattle inside your last breath Death will be unlike the Mexican festivals, skeletons wearing top hats Death will be unlike the brownstone apartments that dynamite or dereliction collapse Death will be unlike the mandolin the hangman relaxes by playing Death will be unlike the Hound of the Baskervilles, chilling the moors with its baying Death will be unlike the British museum, its bodies from peat bogs and bones Death will be unlike the curse of the mummy that turns the explorers to stone Death will be unlike the great roller coaster, a plunge from a boast to a scream Death

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Little Sister (303)

6Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame.

7Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.

8We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?

9If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar.

Life Without Principle

There is a coarse and boisterous money-making fellow in the outskirts of our town, who is going to build a bank-wall under the hill along the edge of his meadow. The powers have put this into his head to keep him out of mischief, and he wishes me to spend three weeks digging there with him. The result will be that he will perhaps get some more money to board, and leave for his heirs to spend foolishly. If I do this, most will commend me as an industrious and hard-working man; but if I choose to devote myself to certain labors which yield more real profit, though but little money, they may be inclined to look on me as an idler. Nevertheless, as I do not need the police of meaningless labor to regulate me, and do not see anything absolutely praiseworthy in this fellow’s undertaking any more than in many an enterprise of our own or foreign governments, however amusing it may be to him or them, I prefer to finish my education at a different school.

— HD Thoreau