Still raise for good the supplicating voice, But leave to heaven the measure and the choice.

-Johnson, Samuel known as Dr Johnson
  The Vanity of Human Wishes, l.351^2.

   Even such isTime, which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have, And pays us but with age and dust, Who in the dark and silent grave When we have wandered all our ways Shuts up the story of our days, And from which earth, and grave, and dust The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.

-Raleigh, Sir Walter
  'TheAuthor's Epitaph, Made by Himself'. Poem written the night before his death.