Death is an evil; had it been a boon


    ἤ ὥσπερ Σαπφώ, ὅτι τὸ ἀποθνήσκειν
    κακόν·     οἱ θεοὶ γὰρ οὕτω κεκρίκασιν·
    απέθνησκον γὰρ ἄν·

    -Aristotle, "Rhetoric." ii.23.

    ϝἐσπερε, πάντα φέρεις, ὄσα φαίνολις ἐσκέδας’ αὔως·

      DEATH is an evil: had it been a boon, 
         Ah, then how soon 
      Would the Immortals die ! 
    But never do the blessed ones grow weary 
         Of the sweet joys of breath: 
         'Tis Aphrodite's sigh—
    "Ah for Adonis!"—makes the young spring dreary; 
      Lover from mortal lover severeth, 
    And parting is the bitterness of death. 

      Yet silver Hesperus is fairer far 
        Than any star, 
      Sweet Hesperus that brings 
    What morning scattered; and I know not whether 
        It be not best to lose 
      Awhile life's precious things 
    For joy of sharing them afresh together; 
      They who would meet again to part must choose: 
    The hour of evening every bliss renews.