The conclusion
Life is a farce
A fog in the morning
When noon comes
It has gone away
Life is urgent
Urgent for existence
Short is life
Shallow is the brook of life
At close alas!
The depth
What is life
When men all shall die?
Life is real
When the dead arise
Hollow is life
Life is full of hills
And full of many ills
A stream of hot and cold
Life is quicken
Death is sudden
In spirit life is real
In flesh it is dead
All that life is of vanity a east territory
Life is moribund
Life and dust
Emptiness
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