Deloris Bell "Boosy" Fox

TO EXPRESS SINCERE SYMPATHY AND TO LET YOU KNOW THAT MANY THOUGHTS ARE WITH YOU.

HOLY SONNETS.

X.


Death, be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so ;
For those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleep, which but thy picture[s] be,
Much pleasure, then from thee much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee do go,
Rest of their bones, and soul's delivery.
Thou'rt slave to Fate,...