ankara / John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester: Seneca's Troas, Act 2. Chorus

And to that Mass of Matter shall be swept, / Where things destroy'd with things unborne are kept...:
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John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester: Seneca's Troas, Act 2. Chorus

After Death, Nothing is, and Nothing, Death,
The utmost Limit of a gasp of Breath:
Let the Ambitious Zealot lay aside
His Hopes of Heav'n (whose Faith is but his Pride)
...Let Slavish Souls lay by their Fear,
...Nor be concern'd which way, nor where,
...After this Life they shall be hurl'd,
Dead, we become the Lumber of the World,
And to that Mass of Matter shall be swept,
Where things destroy'd with things unborne are kept.
...Devouring Time swallows us whole,
Impartial Death confounds Body and Soul:
...For Hell, and the foul Fiend that rules
...God's everlasting fiery Gaols,
...Devis'd by Rogues, dreaded by Fools,
(With his grim griesly Dog, that keeps the Door,)
...Are sensless Stories, idle Tales,
...Dreams, whimsies, and no more.

John Wilmot, Earl of Rochester (1647-1680): Seneca's Troas, Act 2. Chorus. After Troades 397-408 (vol. 8); Poems on Several Occasions: By the Right Honourable, the E. of R---- ('Antwerp' (London), 1680, emending 'limits' (l.2), 'where' (l. 40, 'Friend' (l. 13)

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