In sober state, Through the sequestered vale of rural life, The venerable patriarch guileless held The tenor of his way.
Beilby Porteus (1731 - 1808)
Source: Death. Line 108.
Contributed by: Zaady
One murder made a villain, Millions a hero. Princes were privileged To kill, and numbers sanctified the crime.
Source: Death. Line 154.
One murder makes a villain, millions a hero.
He who foresees calamities suffers them twice over.
Source: Albert W. Daw Collection
Teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die.
Source: Death. Line 316.
War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.
Source: Death. Line 178.
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