When I was in high school just about eons ago, I had a teacher who was so strict that you were afraid to even breathe. Anyway, she loved to make us recite poetry and parts of Shakespeare (which I hated at the time) but she made us recite this particular quotation and I still remember it today. (I can't even remember what I had for dinner last night so I have no idea why I still can remember this) It was one of my favorites back then and still is today. I wasn't sure who wrote it so I had to look it up in Bartley's quotations at http://www.bartleby.com/100/381.7 html.
It was from Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant
"So live, that when thy summons come to join the innumerable caravan which moves to that mysterious realm where each shall take his chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry slave at night, scourged to his dungeoun, but sustained and soothed by an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave as one who wraps the drapery of his couch about him and lies down to pleasant dreams." Did you know that he wrote this at the age of 16 and 17?
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