For Death is the meaning of night; The eternal shadow Into which all lives must fall, All hopes expire.

Michael Cox
For Death is the meaning of night; The eternal shadow...
For Death is the meaning of night; The eternal shadow...
For Death is the meaning of night; The eternal shadow...
For Death is the meaning of night; The eternal shadow...
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In the poem, “For Death is the meaning of Night,” by Alfred Lord Tennyson, he talks about how everyone must die. No matter how old you get, you will eventually pass from this world. It is a certainty that life has a definite end and no one can escape Death’s final shadow. Death is something we all have to face whether we like it or not.

Source: The Meaning Of Night

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