The Sole Equality On Earth Is Death.

Corruption Springs From Light: 'tis One Same Power Creates, Preserves, Destroys; Matter Whereon It Works, On E'er Self-transmutative Form, Common To Now The Living, Now The Dead.

Man Is A Military Animal, Glories In Gunpowder, And Loves Parade.

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.

Remember That Thy Heart Will Shed Its Pleasures As Thine Eye Its Tears, And Both Leave Loathsome Furrows.

For Ivy Climbs The Crumbling Hall To Decorate Decay.