For life is sweet, but after life is death, This is the end of every man’s disire.  – Swinburne –

In the day, in the night, to all, to each, Sooner or later, delicate death. – Walt Whitman –

We cease to grieve, cease to be fortune’s slaves, Yes, cease to die,by dying. – John Webster –

I know death hath ten thousand several doors For men to take their exit.  – John Webster –

Here’s Death, twitching my ear, “Live,” says he, “for I’m coming.”   Vergil