Nor dread nor hope attend, a dying animal; a man awaits his end, dreading and hoping all; many times he died, Many times rose again. A great man in his pride, confronting murderous men, casts derision upon, supersession of breath; he knows death to the bone -- Man has created death.
DEATH - by William Butler Yeats
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