michaelmoonsbookshop: To die is nothing, but tis this we fear, to be we know not what, we not not wh
michaelmoonsbookshop:To die is nothing, but tis this we fear, to be we know not what, we not not where. Death takes the good, too good on earth to stay, and leave the bad, too bad to take away. Sleeps soft in dust, wait the almighty’s will, then rise unchanged and be an angel still. Henry Rudd Manuscript verse found on the blank rear end paper of a late 18th century Arithmetic book c1785 -- source link
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