James Shirley Quotes

Death calls ye to the crowd of common men.
Only the actions of the just, Smell sweet and blossom in their dust.
The glories of our blood and state, Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate, Death lays his icy hand on kings. Scepter and crown must tumble down, And, in the dust, be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
The honor is overpaid, When he that did the act is commentator.
There is no armor against fate.

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James Shirley
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29 October, 1666
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