One short sleep past, we wake eternally, / And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.

Sleep is pain's easiest salve, and doth fulfill all the offices of death, except to kill

But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space.

Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our callings that we may sleep in Thy peace and wake in Thy glory

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.

Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.