Quote#Death
When I am dead, no pageant train
Quote byEdward Everett · 1794–1865
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "The Dirge of Alaric, the Visigoth" In The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal Vol. V, No. 25 (January-June 1823), p. 64..
English (original)
When I am dead, no pageant train Shall waste their sorrows at my bier, Nor worthless pomp of homage vain Stain it with hypocritic tear.
— Edward Everett
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