Quote#Death
Fear death?—to feel the fog in my throat
Quote byRobert Browning · 1812–1889
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919), Prospice..
English (original)
Fear death?—to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face. . . . . . . . No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old; Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears
— Robert Browning
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