(Death is) A leap into the dark.
Be substantially great in thyself, and more than thou appearest unto others.
Age doth not rectify, but incurvate our natures, turning bad dispositions into worser habits.
We carry within us the wonders we seek without us.
But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.
We term sleep a death, and yet it is waking that kills us, and destroys those spirits that are the house of life.