A man's ingress into the world is naked and bare, His progress through the world is trouble and care; And lastly, his egress out of the world, is nobody knows where. If we do well here, we shall do well there: I can tell you no more if I preach a whole year.
Source: The Eccentricities of John Edwin (second edition), vol. i. p. 74. London, 1791.
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