Sent many souls to Hades ere their time.
‘No need for this my boy should hither come;
That lesson he can better learn at home;
For I myself, now, I make bold to say,
Sent many souls to Hades ere their day,
Nor e’er found want of grammar stop my way.’”
Nearchus
A SINGER
“Men die when the night-raven sings or cries;
But when Dick sings, e’en the night-raven dies.”