CALISTA: That I must die! it is my only Comfort;
Death is the Privilege of human Nature,
And Life without it were not worth our taking;
Thither the Poor, the Pris’ner, and the Mourner,
Fly for Relief, and lay their Burthens down.Nicholas Rowe (1674–1718) English poet and dramatist
The Fair Penitent, Act 5, sc. 1, l. 137ff (1703)
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