Quoniam cùm interiet non sumet secum omnia, neqe cum eo descẽdet gloria eius.
Psal. xlviii.
Auec soy rien n'emportera,
Mais qu'une foys la Mort le tombe,
Rien de sa gloire n'ostera,
Pour mettre auec soy en sa tombe.
Death, as a peasant with a flail, lifts away his back-piece.
I'm not afraid of death. It's the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life. -- Jean Giraudoux