This is a poem that I wrote in my British Literature class when we were reading the Cantebury Tales. We were supposed to work in groups of two but my partner never showed up so I wrote it by myself.
Death Beckons:
Once there lived a man who was rather spry,
He would dance and laugh and leap up high.
He lived life to the fullest, every last second,
But after awhile Death started to beckon.
“Why is life worth living?â€
Death Beckons
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Death Beckons
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"Men have always feared the unknown, and have hated what they fear. Except for those of courage and high heart to whom the unknownis like a flame to a moth"
-Katherine Kurtz, Deryni Rising
"The principles are settled. Life is the pageant of men and women living up to them or failing to live up to them--and I think that to-day, if we are to save ourselves, we need to close our minds, to take honors worth for granted and to escape back into certaity from the atmosphere of eternal questioning."
-Christopher Hollis, Death of a Gentleman
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