Dust

“For dust thou art, and unto dust shall thou return.”

“Down to the dust! — and, as thou rott'st away, Even worms shall perish on thy poisonous clay.”

“Whose touch turns hope to dust—the dust we all have trod.”

“We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works Die too.”

“And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust”

“Dust always blowing about the town, Some of the blowing dust was gold.”

“All the dust the wind blew high Some of the dust was really gold.”

“If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes And blind me to a standstill if it must.”

“Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?”

“Ah, pensive scholar, what is fame?Which dust was Bill, and which was Joe?”

“When darkness gathers over all. And mould it into heavenly forms.”

“Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and — sans End!”

“Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scatter'd, and their Mouths are stopt with Dust.”

“Unug's levy was a flood, Kulaba's levy was a clouded sky. As they covered the ground like heavy fog, the dense dust whirled up by them reached up to heaven.”

“When I was aliveI am dust which never was.”

“A heap of dust remains of thee; 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!”

“Lo, now my glory smear'd in dust and blood!”

“Scepter and crown With the poor crooked scythe and spade.”

“Only the actions of the justSmell sweet and blossom in their dust.”

“As a new-born soul, — I am naught: My deeds are dust in air.”

“Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust,Like diamonds, we are cut with our own dust.”