Let us live then, and be glad While young life's before us After youthful pastime had, After old age had and sad, Earth will slumber over us. [Lat., Gaudeamus igitur, Juvenes dum sumus Post pucundam juventutem. Post molestam senectutem. Nos habetit humus.]

If you will do some deed before you die, Remember not this caravan of death, But have belief that every little breath Will stay with you for an eternity.

Life's but a span, or a tale, or a word, That in a trice, or suddaine, is rehearsed.

Life is an uncharted ocean. The cautious mariner must needs take Many soundings ere he conduct his barque to port in safety.

Live fast, die young, leave a good-looking corpse.

Go thou, deceased, to this earth which is a mother, and spacious and kind. May her touch be soft like that of wool, or a young woman, and may she protect thee from the depths of destruction. Rise above him, O Earth, do not press painfully on him, give him good things, give him consolation, as a mother covers her child with her cloth, cover thou him.