Death, be not proud, though some have
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;
For those whom thou think’st thou dost
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures
Much pleasure; then from thee much more
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and
And dost with poison, war, and sickness
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st
One short sleep past, we wake eternally
And death shall be no more; Death, thou
Holy Sonnets: Death, be not
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