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Updated: May 13, 2025
The end of the coffin was tilted up into the hearse. "Push, old varmint!" "Aye-push, push! Where be my young, active sinews? What a shrivell'd garment is all my comeliness! 'The devil inside, says Simmy haw, haw!" "Burn the thing! 'twon't go in for the tool box. Push, thou cackling old worms!" "Now so I be, but my natural strength is abated. 'Yo-heave ho! like the salted seafardingers upstairs.
The Corps are sew'd up in Goatskins with Thongs of the same, with very great curiosity, particularly in the incomparable exactness and evenness of the Seams; and the skins are made close and fit to the Corps, which for the most part are entire, the Eyes clos'd, Hair on their heads, Ears, Nose, Teeth, Lips, and Beards, all perfect, onely discolour'd and a little shrivell'd.
"The scarlet hat, the laurell'd stave Are measures, not the springs, of worth; In a wife's lap, as in a grave, Man's airy notions mix with earth. Seek other spur Bravely to stir The dust in this loud world, and tread Alp-high among the whisp'ring dead. "Trust in thyself, then spur amain: So shall Charybdis wear a grace, Grim Aetna laugh, the Lybian plain Take roses to her shrivell'd face.
And he thought of the lovely lines of George Herbert: "How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean Are Thy returns! Ev'n as the flowers in Spring, To which, besides their own demean, The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring; Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. "Who would have thought my shrivell'd heart Could have recover'd greenness?
"That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not one life shall be destroy'd, Or cast as rubbish to the void, When God hath made the pile complete: "That not a worm is chosen in vain; That not a moth with vain desire Is shrivell'd in a pent-up fire, Or but subserves another's gain.
According to the more modern version, the inhabitants were enjoined to remain within doors, and, in the Laureate's words: "one low churl, compact of thankless earth, The fatal byword of all years to come, Boring a little auger-hole in fear, Peep'd but his eyes, before they had their will, Were shrivell'd into darkness in his head, And dropt before him.
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