Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1880-05-13
WORDS UPON DYING LIPS.
How Some of the Great Men of Earth
Met the King of TerrOrs.
London Globe

| How Some of the Great Men of Eartt
Met the King of TerrOrs.
London Globe.
Queen Elizabeth, at the end OF mos
prosperous reign, begun amid dangers
and difficulties that were overcome by
bold measures and prudent councils
died exclalming. "Ah, my possessions
for moment of time"
George ~. met death with almost 8
jest upon his lips. Turning to Sir Wal
ter, on whose arm he leaned, he said
"Whatty, what is this? 1t is death, my
boy, and they have deceived u.s."
The Danish sovereign. Frederic V
greatly beloved by his subjects, cried
There is not q drop of blood on my
hands," as he passed away.
Henry VIII, who had altered the
whole course of monastic lie in Eng.
land, exclaims, "Monksl monks
monksp
Edward VI, the wan boy king, with
his fast-fadipg eyes, commended his
soul to God, 'Lord take my spirit
and Cromwell, as he listened to the dis
course of those about him, said: Then
[ am SAFE" and was silent forever.
The last word of Charles /, on the
scsffold, to Archbishop Juxson, was
Remember" referring to his desire
that his son Charles should forgive his
fathers murderers.
Anne Boleyn, in the same terrible sit
uation, clasped her fair neck, saying.
at is small, very SMALL" and Sir
Thomas Moore, as be Yielded himself to
the executioner, "For my coming down
let me shift for myself"
Joan of Arc, at the stake ended her
eventful, stormy life with our Savior s
name upon her lips, as brave as Gen.
Wolfe, who, dying in the midst of vic
tory on the battlefield, and hearing of
the enemy's retreat, cried, "What do
they run already? Then 1 die happy"
or Sir Philip Sidney, after he had relln-
quished the draught of water to an
number comrade, though parching
with thirst, turned him round to die, say
ing, 'let me behold the end ofthis world
with all its vanities.
Mirabeau desired to die while delic-
ious strains of music hoated on the air,
but his last utterance was demand for
laudanum to drown pain and con-
sciousness.
Mozart's last words were, "Let me
hear once more those notes so long my
solace and delight" but Haydn. for
getful of his art, cried, God preserve
my emperor"
Alfieri's sympathetic nature displayed
itself in "Clasp my hand, dear friend; |
die"
Goethe cries, Light, more Light"
Tasso, "In tuos maaos, Domine;" Byron,
'Come, come, no weakness; let's be a
man to the last; l must sleep now"
And those who saw his embalmed body
in 1924. when brought to England from
Missolongia, in the Florida, and re
M owed to Sir Edward Knatchbull's
house in Great George street, where the
comm WAS opened, describe the face as
marble whlteness, the expression that Of
stern quletude, lying wrapped in his
blue cloth cloak, the throat and head un-
covered, crisp, curling locks, slightly
streaked with gray, clustering over the
the profile of exceeding
beauty.
Boileau congratulated himself as he
closed mis- eyes upon this world, upon
the purity of his works, and saying.
cts great consolation to q poet who
is about to die that he has never written
injurious to virtute;;" and Sir
Walter Scott, little thinking his end was
so near, said, "I felt as if were myself
again"
DIR. Johnson, the rough, kind heart
who loved a good hater, died as he
said to Miss Morris. "God bless you, my
dear"
Washington, at Mount Vernon, cried
sit is we'll"
Franklin's last words were, ga dying
man can do nothing easily"
Nine. de Stael, whose trial was her
enforced absence from her native land,
died saying, 81 have loved my God, my
father and my liberty"
Hannah More's last words were:
"Patty-joy;" Grotius, "Be serious;"
Haller, "The artery ceases to beat"
Adams. "Independence forever" JEFF
ferson, 81 resign my soul to God, my
daughter to my country" Locke, to
Lady Masham, who was reading the
Psalms, "Cease now" and poor Lamb,
after the most selfsacrifcing existence,
wrote his last words to friend, My
bed.fellows are cramp and cough-we
three sleep in a bed"
Bishop Broughton's last words were:
"Let the earth be filled with His glory"
Archbishop Sharpe, 81 shall be happy"
Bishop Ken, Goods will be done"
Farr, Cranmer, Hooper and George
Herbert, "Lord, receive my spiril!" and
these are but few of many such.
The Prince Consort confirmed the
impression that prevails that the dying
have sometimes foretaste of coming
happiness. "I have such sweet
thoughts" were his last words.
Troops of Deer on the Track.