. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . pade. Our heads must come To the cold tomb;Only the actions of the justSmell sweet, and blossom in their dust. James Shirley, 1596-1666. T. H. LEWIN. NOTE I HAVE to thank many authors and publishers for their kind permission tomake quotations from works written or published by them; in particularMessrs. Thomas Nelson and Sons and Mr. R. E. Prothero (Life of DeanStanley), the Delegates of the Clarendon Press, Oxford (Jowetts Phaedo),Messrs. Houghton Mifflin (Hearns Glimpse
. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . pade. Our heads must come To the cold tomb;Only the actions of the justSmell sweet, and blossom in their dust. James Shirley, 1596-1666. T. H. LEWIN. NOTE I HAVE to thank many authors and publishers for their kind permission tomake quotations from works written or published by them; in particularMessrs. Thomas Nelson and Sons and Mr. R. E. Prothero (Life of DeanStanley), the Delegates of the Clarendon Press, Oxford (Jowetts Phaedo),Messrs. Houghton Mifflin (Hearns Glimpses of Unfamiliar Japan), , Green, and Co. (Froudes Life of Carlyle), Constable and Co.(Holdens Mogul Emperors of Hindustan and The Ancestor), and Co. (Contessa Cesarescos Life of Cavour, Mitfords Talesof Old Japan, and in conjunction with Mr. Aldis Wright, Life of EdwardFitzgerald), Mr. Eveleigh Nash and Mr. Hilaire Belloc (The Eye Witness),and Mr. Lloyd Osborne (A Letter addressed to Friends by Lloyd Osborne);and also to my valued friend Mr. Busteed ( Echoes from Old Calcutta). T. H. MONUMKNT AlX MORTS, PkRK-LaCHAISE. Pa tna rd Photo. Respice item cjUcun nil ad nos aateacta vetustas Temporis jett-rni fuerit, quam nascimur ante. Hoc igitur speculum nobis natura fiituri, Temporis exponit post mortem denique nostram. Consider how all the endless time that passedEre we were born, was nothing to mirror nature holds up to us showingThe time which shall also come, after our death. LAST WORDS But at my backe I always heare Times winged chariot hurrying neare. Andrew Marvell. Ainger: Those were very agreeable voices that I heard this morning, speaking of the song of , 132: They led the Rabbi Akaba out for execution, just at the time when the famous Shema (Deut. vi, 4) fell to be repeated. Hear, O Israel, Jehovah is God, Jehovah is one. And as they tore his flesh with curry-combs, and as he, with long-drawn breath sounded forth
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