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{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Living from hand to mouth. Du Bartas—Divine Weekes and Workes. Second Week. First Day. Pt. IV. H A little rule, a little sway, A sunbeam in a winter's day. Is all the proud and mighty have Between the cradle and the grave. John Dyer—Grongar Hill. L. 89. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Montenabkin) LIFE 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. John Edwin—The Eccentricities of John Edwin (second edition). Vol. I. P. 74. Quoted in Longefellow's Tales of a Wayside Inn. Pt. II. Student's Tale. Life's a vast sea That does its mighty errand without fail, Painting in unchanged strength though waves are changing. George Eliot—Spanish Gypsy. Bk. III. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Life | page = 444 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Life is short, and time is swift; Roses fade, and shadows shift. Ebenezer Elliot—Epigram. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Life | page = 444 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every fair and manly trait shall add a richer strain to the song. Emerson—Letters and Social Aims. Poetry and Imagination. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Life | page = 444 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = When life is true to the poles of nature, the streams of truth will roll through us in song. Emerson—Letters and Social Aims. Poetry and Imagination. ' 20 Life's like an inn where travelers stay, Some only breakfast and away; Others to dinner stop, and are full fed; The oldest only sup and go to bed. Epitaph on tomb in Silkstone, England, to the memory of John Ellis. (1766) | seealso = (See also {{sc|Dryden}}) | topic = Life | page = 444 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Life's an Inn, my house will shew it;— I thought so once, but now I know it. Epitaphs printed by Mr. Fatrley. Epilaphiana. (Ed. 1875) On an Innkeeper at Eton. The lines that follow are like those of Quarles. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Gay}} under {{sc|Epitaphs}}) | topic = Life | page = 444 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = This world's a city full of crooked streets, Death's the market-place where all men meet; If life were merchandise that men should buy, The rich would always live, the poor might die. Epitaph to John Gadsden, died 1739, in Stoke Goldington, England. See E. R. Suffling Scotch version of 1689. Same idea in Gay. The Messenger of Mortality, in Ancient Poems, Ballads, and Songs of the Peasantry. A suggestion from Chaucer's Knight's Tale. L. 2487. Shakespeare and Fletcher. Two Noble Kinsmen. Act I. Sc. 5. L. 15. Waller—Divine Poems. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Life | page = 444 }}
 * 1) —Epitaphia. P. 401. On P. 405 is a

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Nulli desperandum, quam diu spirat. No one is to be despaired of as long as he breathes. (While there is life there is hope.) Erasmus—Colhq. Epicureus. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Cicero}} under {{sc|Hope}})