Death may expiate faults, but it does not 5 repair them. Napoleon.

Death opens the gate of fame, and shuts the gate of envy after it. Sterne, after Bacon.

Death pays all debts. Pr.

Death puts an end to all rivalship and competition. The dead can boast no advantage over us, nor can we triumph over them. Hazlitt.

Death rides in every passing breeze, / He lurks in every flower. Heber.

Death's but a path that must be trod, / If 10 man would ever pass to God. Parnell.

Death shuns the wretch who fain the blow would meet. Byron.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, / And yet a third of life is passed in sleep. Byron.

Death stands behind the young man's back, before the old man's face. T. Adams.

Death treads in pleasure's footsteps round the world. Young.