Die like candles in a draft —Sharon Sheehe Stark In the short story,The Johnstown Polka,the simile has a literal frame of reference; specifically, a room in an old age home which is overheated because to open the windows would kill the people in it. ...
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then? One short sleep past, we wake eternally And death shall be no more, Death, thou shalt die. John Geiger Reflections Soren’s Remarks at John’s Memorial Service; January 12, 2020: My name is Soren. I am John Geiger’s oldest child...
trails and misery, and to die amid the sufferings of the Cross, I entreat Thee, say to Thy divine Father at the hour of my death:Father, forgive him, say to Thy beloved Mother:Behold thy son, say to my soul,This day thou shalt be with ...
When it comes time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home. ...
I’ll be the second of the three, and in endless skies we’ll hunt, we’ll kill, and as one we’ll die. A squadron of mad dogs; nameless, faceless, known not by a given number, like you all are, but by the number of lives we harvest, the number of rockets fired and rockets...
19Send therefore now, and gather thy cattle, and all that thou hast in the field; for upon every man and beast which shall be found in the field, and shall not be brought home, the hail shall come down upon them, and they shall die. ...
“developing” nations who go blind, and then die, of Vitamin-A deficiency. These children, say the Nobelists, could be saved if Greenpeace did not block a genetically engineered strain of rice, called “Golden Rice,” that would supply the deficiency. Not surprisingly, still courageously ...
6. Garden of Crystalline Dreams Act L 7. Battle Act LL 8. Ebony Meadow Act LLL 9. Shadow Painted White 10. Black Heaven 1'Do They Ever Sing?他们可曾歌唱? Child: Do the children ever sing? 孩子:那些孩子也曾歌唱么? The Beautiful: Alas, they do not sing but songs of woe and...
The Beautiful:I love all of my children, yet I fear they cannot love me. 美丽的妇人: 我爱我所有的孩子,然而我怕他们不爱我... Child: Do you love me? 孩子:你爱我么? The Beautiful:I shall love thee forever, my dearest one.Sleep now, as we enter this endless memory together, and se...