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Death of a Salvationist: Formal Salvation Army terminology. Pull the plug [2] To kill, or allow to die Euphemism Removal of life support, such as turning off the power, or "pull the plug" on a ventilator keeping someone alive. Pumped full of lead Shot to death Informal Typically refers to being shot multiple times. Push up daisies [2]
Quotes about overcoming anxiety “You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, ‘I have lived ...
Sometimes we just need a little encouragement. That's where these 115 hard work quotes come into play. They offer lots of encouraging words to give us a little motivation to get up and start doing.
When the Parthian showered death bolts, And our discipline was in vain. I remember all the suffering Of those arrows in my neck. Yet, I stabbed a grinning savage As I died upon my back. The Battle of Crecy, part of the Hundred Years' War. Once again I smell the heat sparks When my Flemish plate gave way And the lance ripped through my entrails
[15]: 95 To judge by what I now endure, the hand of death grasps me sharply." [11]: 140 [15]: 95 — Salvator Rosa, Italian artist and poet (15 March 1673), when asked how he was "Death is the great key that opens the palace of Eternity." [77] — John Milton, English poet and intellectual (8 November 1674) Death of the Viscount of Turenne.
Kansas native Clare Harner (1909–1977) first published "Immortality" in the December 1934 issue of poetry magazine The Gypsy [1] and was reprinted in their February 1935 issue. It was written shortly after the sudden death of her brother. Harner's poem quickly gained traction as a eulogy and was read at funerals in Kansas and Missouri.
Do not go gentle into that good night" is a poem in the form of a villanelle by Welsh poet Dylan Thomas (1914–1953), and is one of his best-known works. [1] Though first published in the journal Botteghe Oscure in 1951, [ 2 ] Thomas wrote the poem in 1947 while visiting Florence with his family.
Matthew Joseph Thaddeus Stepanek (July 17, 1990 – June 22, 2004), known as Mattie J.T. Stepanek, was an American poet (or, as he wanted to be remembered, "a poet, a peacemaker, and a philosopher who played") [2] who published seven best-selling books of poetry and peace essays. Before his death at the age of 13, he had become known as a peace ...