Virgil - Death Quotes

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It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air — there's the rub, the task.

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Just in the gate and in the jaws of hell,
Revengeful Cares and sullen Sorrows dwell,
And pale Diseases, and repining Age,
Want, Fear, and Famine's unresisted rage;
Here Toils, and Death, and Death's half-brother, Sleep.

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Dying, he slew; and, stagg'ring on the plain,
With swimming eyes he sought his lover slain;
Then quiet on his bleeding bosom fell,
Content, in death, to be reveng'd so well.

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Condemned to death on a false charge.

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A lethargy of sleep,
Most like to death, so calm, so deep.

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A sudden madness came down upon the unwary lover [Orpheus] — forgivable, surely, if Death knew how to forgive.

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Now, prostrate by an unmeant wound,
In death he welters on the ground,
And gazing on Italian skies
Of his loved Argos dreams, and dies.

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Dire agonies, wild terrors swarm,
And Death glares grim in many a form.

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Death twitches my ear. "Live," he says; "I am coming."

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His limbs were cold in death; his spirit fled with a groan, indignant, to the shades below.

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In vain she strives with dying hands
To wrench away the blade:
Fixed in her ribs the weapon stands,
Closed by the wound it made.
Bloodless and faint, she gasps for breath;
Her heavy eyes sink down in death;
Her cheek's bright colors fade.

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"Must I die," she said,
"And unreveng'd? 'tis doubly to be dead!
Yet even this death with pleasure I receive:
On any terms, 'tis better than to live."

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In youth alone, unhappy mortals live; But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive: Discolored sickness, anxious labor, come, And age, and death's inexorable doom.

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