What precious drops are those

Which silently each other's track pursue,

Bright as young diamonds in their infant dew?

The Conquest of Granada. Part ii. Act iii. Sc. 1.

Fame then was cheap, and the first comer sped;

And they have kept it since by being dead.

The Conquest of Granada. Epilogue.

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Death in itself is nothing; but we fear

To be we know not what, we know not where.