“First our pleasures die — and thenOur hopes, and then our fears — and whenThese are dead, the debt is due,Dust claims dust — and we die too.” Percy Bysshe Shelley Death (Shelley, 2) Death (1820), st. 3
“Cease, cease, wayward Mortal! I dare not unveilThe shadows that float o’er Eternity’s vale;Nought waits for the good but a spirit of Love,That will hail their blest advent to regions above.For Love, Mortal, gleams through the gloom of my sway,And the shades which surround me fly fast at its ray.” Percy Bysshe Shelley Death (Shelley, 2) "Death" in an untitled dialogue (1809); published in Life of Shelley (1858) by Thomas Jefferson Hogg, p. 197