“oh i should worry and fret death and i will coquette there s a dance in the old dame yet toujours gai toujours gai Don Marquis
“———A simple child, That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? William Wordsworth
“Beauty’s ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death’s pale flag is not advanced there. William Shakespeare