A Chinese mandarin addressed a letter to him with this superscription, “To Boerhaave, Physician in Europe,” and the missive was duly received His intense application to study, and the exposure incident to his professional duties, had brought upon him in a severe illness, which confined him to his bed for several months. When he recovered, the inhabitants of Leyden celebrated the joyful event by a public illumination.

Just before she knelt to lay her head on the block she clasped her neck with her hands, and said: ” It is small, very small indeed. Bolingbroke Henry St. John, Viscount, English author, orator, and politician , At last, though the precise words are not preserved, he gave directions that no clergyman should visit him, and avowed his adherence to the deistical principles to which he had held through his life. His last words to Lord Chesterfield were: ” God, 39 who placed me here, will do what he pleases with me hereafter, and he knows best what to do.

May he bless you. The dreadful malady under which Bolingbroke lingered, and at length sank—a cancer in the face—he bore with exemplary fortitude, a fortitude drawn from the natural resources of his mind, and unhappily not aided by the consolation of any religion; for, having early cast off the belief in revelation, he had substituted, in its stead, a dark and gloomy naturalism, which even rejected those glimmerings of hope as to futurity not untasted by the wiser of the heathens.

There has been some strange discussion of a mysterious paper said to have been delivered to Mr. John F. Coyle, editor of “The National Intelligencer” and purporting to be a statement to the 40 public from John Wilkes Booth.

An eye-witness relates that on the night of the assassination of President Lincoln, a private dinner-party was in progress in a back room at Wormley’s restaurant, in Washington, at which were present General Baird, Robert Johnson, the Hon. Samuel J. Randall, John Morrissey, John F. Coyle, editor of “The National Intelligencer,” and one other gentleman.

During the progress of the dinner a waiter, who had been out on the street, returned and stated that the President had been shot at Ford’s Theatre. The news created great consternation in the party, who at first thought the waiter was drunk or crazy.

Later, when they were assured that it was a fact, and that John Wilkes Booth was accused of the crime, John F. Coyle, with blanched features and trembling lips, said: “My God, gentlemen! This very day I met John Wilkes Booth on the market-space. He was on a bay mare, and rode up to me and handed me a sealed envelope, saying, as he did so, ‘If you hear of me within twenty-four hours, publish this; if you do not hear of me within that time, destroy this,’ and he rode away.

Here is the package,” continued Mr. Coyle, producing a letter envelope from his pocket; “what shall I do with it? Morrissey, “burn it up, for God’s 41 sake, at once.

A fire was made in the grate, and the mysterious envelope and its contents were carefully burned. Even the ashes were collected and placed in a dish; water was poured upon them, and the two were mixed into a paste, which was afterward put into the fire and burned again.

Borgia Cesare , killed at the siege of the Castle of Biano in No crime was too foul for him to perpetrate or be suspected of. He was charged with the murder of his elder brother, Giovanni, duke of Gandia, and of Alfonso, the husband of Lucrezia; with plotting with his father the murder of Cardinal Corneto; and with incest with his sister. In his wars he had garrisons massacred, and carried off bands of women to gratify his lust.

Bourg du Anne, French magistrate. He was falsely accused of the assassination of Minard, and was executed in , Boyle learned the Hebrew and Greek languages to qualify himself to write in defence of revealed religion; and printed at his own expense a translation of the gospels into the Malay language.

He refused a peerage, which was offered to him repeatedly. It has been remarked that he was born in the year of Bacon’s death, as the person destined by nature to succeed him; and he may be accounted the most zealous and successful disciple of Bacon in inductive philosophy. His merits were commemorated by Boerhaave in terms like these: “Mr. Boyle, the ornament of his age and country, succeeded to the genius and talents of Lord Verulam.

We owe to him the secrets of fire, air, water, animals, plants and fossils. Bradford Alden, Secretary of the State of Massachusetts from to , and author of a history of Massachusetts and other works , He was the only printer in Pennsylvania from to , Bradford’s last words rest upon the doubtful authority of an old letter signed by George E.

Bradford John, a martyr of the Reformation ,— Brainerd David, Missionary to the Indians , Some say his last words were: “I am almost in eternity. I long to be there. My work is done. The watcher is with me; why tarry the wheels of his chariot? Bremer Fredrika, the most celebrated of Swedish novelists, called the “Miss Austen of Sweden” , Brocklesby Richard, distinguished English physician , Patrick, father of Charlotte and Emily , She died sitting upon the sofa.

Brooks Phillips, Bishop of Massachusetts , His last written words were, ” There is no other life but the eternal. Brown John, hanged December 2, , for his part in the famous Harper’s Ferry insurrection , His last request was not complied with.

The troops that had formed his escort had to be put in their proper position, and while this was going on he stood for some ten or fifteen minutes blindfolded; the rope round his neck and his feet on the treacherous platform, expecting instantly the fatal act; but he stood for this comparatively long time upright as a soldier in position and motionless.

Preston an eye-witness of John Brown’s death in the Bivouac for August, Browning Elizabeth Barrett, English poet , Bruce Robert, distinguished divine of the Scottish Church , about Robert Bruce, the morning before he died, being at breakfast, and having, as he used, eaten an egg, said to his daughter: “I think I am yet hungry; 46 you may bring me another egg. Bruno Giordano, philosopher of an independent and speculative mind.

He was burned at Rome in by the Inquisition on the charges of heresy and apostasy , Dion Cassius Lib. I mistook thee for a substance; but thou thyself art the slave of fortune. Bryant William Cullen, American poet and journalist , What street are we in? Why did you bring me here? His death was caused by a blow on the head received in falling upon the stone steps in front of Mr. He was carried into Mr. Wilson’s house, where he soon recovered sufficiently to be removed to his own home.

But his thoughts were clouded, and he did not know where he was. Buchanan George, Scottish historian, scholar, and Latin poet , They may leave my corpse to rot where I die if they wish. Bunyan John, author of “Pilgrim’s Progress” , I go to the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who no doubt will receive me, though a sinner, through the mediation of our Lord Jesus Christ; where I hope we shall ere long meet to sing the new song and remain happy forever—forever, world without end.

Buonarotti Michael Angelo , And I do desire that my body be taken to the city of Florence for its last rest. It was now necessary to convey the mortal remains to Florence.

Opposition was feared from the 49 Romans. It was asserted that it was not Michael Angelo’s last wish to be buried in his native city. His friends went secretly to work. The coffin was conveyed as merchandise out of the gates. On the eleventh of March it arrived at Florence. After thirty years of voluntary exile, Michael Angelo returned, when dead, to his native city.

Only a few knew that it was he who entered the gate in that covered coffin. In the sacristy the coffin was opened for the first time. The people had forced their way into the church. There he lay; and, in spite of three weeks having elapsed since his death, he seemed unchanged, and bore no symptom of decay; the features undisfigured, as if he had just died.

About the year the vault in Santa Croce was opened, and the remains of Michael Angelo were found not to have lost their original form. He was habited in the costume of the ancient citizens of Florence, in a gown of green velvet, and slippers of the same.

Burke or Bourke Edmund, orator, and statesman , Burn Andrew, major-general in the Royal Marines , Christ crucified is the stay of my poor soul ,” to one who asked him if he wished to see any one. Burns Robert, the great peasant poet of Scotland , In he fought his famous duel with Hamilton , Burton Sir Richard F. Barker 51 in a letter to Lady Stisled says that a moment later “suddenly the breathing became labored, there were a few moments of awful struggle for air, then, conscious to the last, he exclaimed, ‘I am a dead man,’ fell back on his pillow and expired.

Butler Benjamin Franklin, attorney-general of the United States, from to , It has been asserted, upon what authority the compiler does not know, that the last words of Byron were, “Shall I sue for mercy?

Authorities differ: some have it, “What! Thou, my son! There is no good reason for regarding them as an avowal that Brutus was the fruit of the connection between Julius and Servilia.

He died in the fifty-sixth year of his age, and was ranked amongst the gods, not only by a formal decree, but in the belief of the vulgar. The senate-house in which he was slain was ordered to be shut up, and a decree was made that the ides of March should be called parricidal, and that the senate should never more assemble on that day. Cadogan William Bromley, English clergyman , The South! God knows what will become of her!

Calhoun Simeon Howard, missionary in the Holy Land for nearly forty years. He was a thorough scholar in Arabic and Turkish languages, and assisted Dr. Goodell in making the first translation of the Bible into Turkish , When one of his domestics brought one of the brethren, and me, who had only just left him, this intelligence, I returned immediately with all speed, and found he had died in so very tranquil a manner, that without his feet and hands being in any respect discomposed, or his breathing increased, his senses, judgment and in some measure his voice, remaining entire to his very last gasp, he appeared more to resemble one in a state of sleep than death At two o’clock in the afternoon on Sunday, his body was carried to the common burying-place, called Plein Palais, without extraordinary pomp.

His funeral, however, was attended by the members of the senate, the pastors, all the professors of the college, and a great portion of the citizens. The abundance of tears shed on this occasion afforded the strongest evidence of the sense which they entertained of their loss. According to his own directions, no hillock, no monument was erected to his memory. Campbell Thomas, English poet , One of them spoke 55 of the poem “Hohenlinden,” and pretending to forget the author’s name, said he had heard it was by Mr.

Campbell saw the trick, was amused, and said playfully, but in a calm and distinct tone, “No; it was one Tom Campbell. I believe, when I am gone, justice will be done to me in this way—that I was a pure writer. It is an inexpressible comfort, at my time of life, to be able to look back and feel that I have not written one line against religion or virtue. Cano Alonzo, the “Michael Angelo of Spain” , He had previously refused the sacrament from the hand of a priest who had administered it to converted Jews.

Carlyle Thomas, essayist, translator, and historian , His mind was wandering when Froude went to his bedside, but he recognized him and said: ” I am very ill. Is it not strange that these people should have chosen the very oldest man in all Britain to make suffer in this way? They may have reasons we cannot guess at. Poncet who leaned over the bed on which the President was lying, and said, “Your friends are here, Monsieur le President. Cary Alice, American poetess and magazine writer , Cavour Camillo Benso, Count de, Italian statesman , He secured liberty of the press, and favored religious toleration and free trade.

Among the important measures of his administration were his rebellion against papal domination, and his alliance with France and England in the war against Russia in After the close of the war he devoted his efforts to the liberation and unity of Italy, undismayed by the angry fulminations of the Vatican.

Cazotte Jacques, French poet and royalist, executed by the revolutionists September 25th, , He has been called the “Father of American Unitarianism” , It will be very peaceful and quiet with me.

He turned his face toward that sinking orb, and he and the sun went away together. Each, as the other, left the smile of his departure spread on all around,—the sun on the clouds; he on the heart. His remains were brought to Boston, and committed to the grave amidst the regrets of all classes and parties; and, as the procession moved from the church, the bell of the Catholic Cathedral tolled his knell,—a fact never perhaps paralleled in the history of Romanism.

And so departed one of the great men of the Republic,—one who, amidst its servility to mammon and slavery, ceased not to recall it to the sense of its honor and duty,—a man whose memory his countrymen will not willingly let die.

As the visitor wanders among the shaded aisles of the western part of Mount Auburn, he sees a massive monument of marble, designed by Allston, the poet-painter. Generous and brave men, from whatever clime, resort to it, and go from it more generous and brave; for there reposes the great and good man whom we have commemorated. The early beams, intercepted by neighboring heights, fall not upon the spot; but the light of high noon and the later and 59 benigner rays of the day play through the foliage in dazzling gleams upon the marble,—a fitting emblem of his fame; for, when the later and better light which is yet to bless our desolate race shall come, it will fall with bright illustration on the character of this rare man, and on the great aims of his life.

Charles I. Charles Stuart, King of England , Some say his last words were, “I fear not death; death is not terrible to me. She commenced life as an orange-girl in the streets of London.

Later she sang in taverns, and after a time became a popular actress in the Theatre Royal. She is remembered as the mistress of Charles II. She seems to have been a very kind and good-hearted woman. She was faithful to her royal lover, and upon his death retired from the world and lived in seclusion.

Charles IX. I have done wrong. God pardon me! Bartholomew, which he occasioned. Voltaire tells us his dying remorse was so great that “blood oozed from his pores. It is said of a man at Lyons that when sentenced to 62 death a bloody sweat covered his body. In the Medical Gazette, December, , is an account by Dr. Schneider of some Norwegian sailors who, in a tremendous storm, sweated blood from extreme terror. See also the British Critic, , p.

When our Saviour bore the sins of the world in the Garden of Gethsemane, “his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground.

Charles V. Don Carlos I. Charlemagne Charles I. Pray leave me quiet. I find it affects my head. Chastelard, de Pierre de Boscosel, a young French poet and musician who became enamoured of Mary Queen of Scots, and concealing himself in her bedchamber, attempted her honor.

Mary pardoned his offence, but upon his repeating it, he was 63 executed at Edinburgh , He died chanting a love-song, having on the way to the scaffold prepared his mind for the work of the executioner by reading Ronsard’s hymn on death. Chaucer Geoffrey, “Father of English Poetry” , Chaucer died repeating the “Balade made by Geoffrey Chaucyer, when upon his dethe-bedde, lying in his grete anguysse. He was waiting for his turn to be dragged to the guillotine, when he commenced this poem:.

Never was a more beautiful effusion of grief interrupted by a more affecting incident. Chesterfield Philip Dormer Stanhope , He bent his head to kiss the hand of his dear friend and pupil, and in that act of love and devotion died.

Chrysostom John, called “Saint” , He died at the close of church-service, with the words, ” Glory to God for all things, Amen. Splendor of intellect, mellowness of heart, and gorgeousness of fancy were the characteristics of this greatest of preachers.

Chudleigh Elizabeth, Duchess of Kingston. She was an adventuress famous throughout England for her wonderful beauty and for her wild and wayward life , Cleopatra Queen of Egypt, daughter of Ptolemy Auletes , b. She then sat down to a magnificent supper, after which a peasant came to the gate with a small basket of figs covered with leaves, which was admitted into the monument.

Amongst the figs and under the leaves was concealed the asp which Cleopatra applied to her bosom. She was found dead, attired in one of her most gorgeous dresses, decorated with brilliants, and lying on her golden bed.

Collingborn William , ” Lord Jesus! Yet more trouble? Collingborn was hanged and cut down alive, his bowels ripped out and cast into the fire; when the executioner put his hand into the bulk of his body, to pull out his heart, he said, “Lord Jesus!

Yet 66 more trouble? Collins Anthony, essayist and deist , I go to the place God has designed for those who love him. This is the best faith, and to its entertainment I exhort you all. Columbus Christopher, discovered America October 12th, , Columbus died at Valladolid, a disappointed, broken-hearted old man; little comprehending what he had done for mankind, and still less the glory and homage that through all future generations awaited his name. Early one morning, it is said, he rose, and with his hands behind his back dragging his staff, moved about by his door, crooning, “The great mountain must crumble, the strong heart must break, and the wise man wither away like a plant.

In all the provinces of the empire there arises not one intelligent 67 monarch who will make me his master. My time has come to die. His mind was magnanimous and his heart was serene. He was a lonely old man—parents, wife, child, friends, all gone—but this made the fatal message so much the more welcome.

Without any expectation of a future life, uttering no prayer, betraying no fear, he approached the dark valley with the strength and peace of a well-ordered will resigned to Heaven, beyond a doubt treasuring in his heart the assurance of having served his fellow-men in the highest spirit he knew, and with the purest light he had.

For twenty-five centuries he has been as unreasonably venerated as he was unjustly neglected in his life. His name is on every lip throughout China, his person in every imagination. The thousands of his descendants are a titled and privileged class by themselves. The diffusion and intensity of the popular admiration and honor for him are wonderful. Countless temples are reared to him, millions of tablets inscribed to him.

His authority is supreme. He is worshiped by the pupils of the schools, the magistrates, the emperor himself in full pomp. Would that a small share of this superfluity had solaced some of the lonesome hours he knew while yet alive!

A few minutes before his execution, Conradin, on the scaffold, took off his glove and threw it into the midst of the crowd as a gage of vengeance, requesting that it might be carried to his heir, Peter of Arragon. This duty was undertaken by the Chevalier de Walburg, who, after many hairbreadth escapes, succeeded in fulfilling his prince’s last command.

Cookman Alfred, American clergyman connected with the Presbyterian church , Corday d’Armans, de Marie Anne Charlotte, usually called Charlotte Corday, a young woman of noble family and of a courageous and lofty spirit. She stabbed Marat, one of the most bloodthirsty of all the vile monsters of the French Revolution , One description of Charlotte Corday says that she was of medium height, with an oval face, fine features, blue eyes, a good nose, beautiful mouth, chest 69 nut hair, lovely hands and arms; another says that she was a virago, awkward, dirty, insolent, rubicund, and fat; and that if she had been pretty she would have been more anxious to live.

We read in the Moniteur , “Charlotte Corday has been executed, the 17th, about seven p. Cosin or Cozen Dr. John, English divine , It is thought that he wished to repeat his frequent prayer, “Lord Jesus, come quickly! Cowper William, distinguished English poet , He died in the gloom of a deep melancholy from which he had suffered during a considerable portion of his life.

Crates of Thebes, Cynic philosopher , about b. Crates was deformed and ugly in shape and features, and to render himself still more hideous he sewed sheepskins on his coat, so that it was difficult at first sight to say to what species of animal he belonged.

He was, however, noted for self-control, abstinence, and simplicity of life. Cranmer Thomas, Archbishop of Canterbury , When the fagots were lighted he stretched out his right hand, which had signed the recantation, into the flames, and there held it firmly till it was a mere 71 cinder. This took place before his body was reached by the fire. Cromwell Oliver , Some say his last words were, “Then I am safe,” in response to his chaplain who assured him that, “once in grace is always in grace.

Crosby Howard, Presbyterian clergyman, Chancellor of the University of New York, and a man of great classical learning , Cushman Charlotte Saunders, distinguished American actress , Her last words are not recorded, but on the night before her death she asked to have Lowell’s poem “Columbus” read to her, and from time to time she prompted the reader when a word or line was missing.

He is the author of numerous epistles and tracts , He appears in Sacred History as the conqueror of Belshazzar. Herodotus represents him as killed in battle, but Xenophon records that he died a natural death ,— b. These are the closing sentences in that speech:. I have always hitherto borne an affection to men, and I feel that I should now gladly be incorporated with that which is beneficial to men. And now my soul seems to be leaving me, in the same manner as, it is probable, it begins to leave others.

If, therefore, any one of you is desirous of touching my right hand, or is willing to see my face, while it has life, let him come near me; but when I shall have covered it, I request of you, my sons, let no man, not even yourselves, look upon my body. Summon, however, all the Persians, and the allies, to my tomb, to rejoice for me, as I shall then be safe from suffering any evil, whether I be with the divine nature, or be reduced to nothing.

As many as come, do not dismiss until you have bestowed on them whatever favors are customary at 75 the funeral of a rich man. And remember this, as my last admonition: by doing good to your friends, you will be able also to punish your enemies. Farewell, dear children, and say farewell to your mother as from me; farewell, all my friends, present and absent.

The punishment inflicted upon Damiens for his attack upon the king was horrible. The hand by which he attempted the murder was burned at a slow fire; the fleshy parts of his body were then torn off by pincers; and finally, he was dragged about for an hour by four strong horses, while into his numerous wounds were poured molten lead, resin, oil and boiling wax.

Towards night, the poor wretch expired, having by an effort of will almost superhuman, kept his resolution of not confessing who were his accomplices if, indeed, he had any.

His remains were immediately burned, his house was destroyed, his father, wife and daughter were banished from France forever, and his brothers and sisters compelled to change their names. From his arrest to his death—nearly three months—he was in torture; bound in chains, and frequently 76 taken to the torture room, and there treated as the North American savages were wont to treat their victims, and with the aid of more skillful appliances for inflicting pain than Indians have.

By a circuitous journey he was taken to the place of execution, guarded by a small army, all Paris ready to see the show. For half an hour he was kept waiting in view of the preparations for his murder, and in the presence of an immense assemblage—many of them delicate ladies of high rank—he was bound naked upon a table placed on a high platform. The ladies and gentry looked on with joy; those who had succeeded, through influence in gaining good positions for seeing the spectacle, saw his right hand the one with which he had struck the King burned off; the pieces of flesh torn from him by red-hot pincers, and melted lead and resin poured into his wounds; a powerful horse was attached to each of his four limbs, but it was impossible to tear him to pieces, and a request was sent to cut the muscles; but not until the request was repeated was permission given, and he did not expire until both legs and one arm had been torn from the body.

His execution lasted over an hour. His body was burned, his house purchased and destroyed; and the leaders in this murder were munificently rewarded. To the two judges who pronounced sentence were given life pensions of six thousand francs a year; the lawyers, the clerks, the torturers and the executioners also had their reward Damiens was a monomaniac of the style 77 of Guiteau, driven insane, or excited to this special development of insanity by the political excitement of the time.

It is probable, also, that he was a religious monomaniac, for he was a pious fanatic—a Jacobinist—and in his pocket were found a copy of the New Testament, and thirty gold pieces. He had no accomplices, no plan, no motives that could appeal to a sane mind, any more than had Guiteau. Danton George Jacques , When the judges asked him his name, residence, etc. Darwin Charles, one of the most eminent of English naturalists , Darwin Erasmus, English poet and physician.

Author of “The Botanic Garden” , It is reported at Lichfield, that, perceiving himself growing rapidly worse, he said to Mrs. Darwin, “My dear, you must bleed me instantly. There is no time to be lost. De Lagny Thomas Fantet, French mathematician , Delgado Gen. He was shot with three other revolutionists Lieut.

Gabriel Loyant , at Comayagua, October 18, It was the desire of President Bogran to spare Gen. Delgado’s life if possible, and any pretext would have been readily seized upon to give him an opportunity of saving himself and at the same time vindicate the tribunal which had condemned him.

The President sent a messenger to him to say that if he would promise to never again take up arms against Honduras he should receive a pardon. The soldier was too brave to accept even his life on these terms, and he sent back word that he would see Honduras in an even more tropical climate than she now enjoys before he would accept his pardon on such a pledge.

When his answer was received there was nothing left but to prepare for the execution. On the morning of their execution the men were taken to a point near the Church of Comayagua; four coffins were placed near the wall and the four 79 condemned men were led to them.

They accepted their positions as easily and gracefully as if they were in boxes at the opera, and not a face was blanched, not a nerve quivered. Delgado asked and received permission to order the guard to fire, which he did, first requesting them not to shoot him in the face, but in the breast.

There was no rattle, no scattering reports, but one sharp, stunning report. The four men for half a second remained in an upright position, as if still unhurt, and then rolled over, limp and bloody, dead. The soldiers had complied with Gen. Delgado’s request, for three balls had penetrated his breast. Demorax Greek philosopher , second century, b. De Quincey Thomas, “The English opium-eater” , His last words indicate that he was living over in his mind the scenes of early days.

When in Edinburgh I almost always visit his grave, and only on Thursday, 80 May 23 last, I was there, and as the birds sang about in the grounds, the trees rustled, and the sun shone, I could hardly think of him sleeping in a more lovely spot, save it might be along with Wordsworth and Hartley Coleridge in the churchyard at Grasmere.

A bright, ready and melodious talker, but in the end inconclusive and long-winded. One of the smallest man-figures I ever saw; shaped like a pair of tongs, and hardly above five feet in all. When he sat, you would have taken him, by candle-light, for the beautifulest little child, blue-eyed, sparkling face, had there not been a something too which said, “Eccovi—this child has been in hell.

Desmoulins Benedict Camille, prominent French democrat and pamphleteer, called the “Attorney-general of the Lamp-post,” because of his part in the death of those who were hung by the mob in the street , When at the bar of Tinville he was asked his age, name, and residence, he said: “My age is that of the sansculotte Jesu—I am thirty-three; an age fatal to revolutionists. He must have spoken later, for he lived twenty-four 81 hours after appointing his successor, but what he said the compiler has been unable to discover.

Believing his death near at hand, on the twentieth of May he held a last interview with his followers and, yielding to the wishes of his companions, who obeyed him to the end, he named a successor. On the next day he died. Thus perished Ferdinand de Soto, the governor of Cuba, the successful associate of Pizarro.

His miserable end was the more observed from the greatness of his former prosperity. His soldiers pronounced his eulogy by grieving for their loss; the priests chanted over his body the first requiems that were ever heard on the waters of the Mississippi. To conceal his death, his body was wrapped in a mantle, and in the stillness of midnight was sunk in the middle of the stream. De Witt Cornelius, Dutch naval officer and statesman , One Tichelaer, a barber, a man noted for infamy, accused Cornelius de Witt of endeavoring by bribes to engage him in the design of poisoning the Prince of Orange.

The accusation, though attended with the most improbable, and even absurd circumstances, was greedily received by the credulous multitude; and Cornelius was cited before a court of judicature. The judges, either blinded by the same prejudices, or not daring to oppose the popular torrent, condemned him to suffer the question.

This man, who had bravely served his country in war, and who had 82 been invested with the highest dignities, was delivered into the hands of the executioner, and torn in pieces by the most inhuman torments.

Amidst the severe agonies which he endured, he still made protestations of his innocence, and frequently repeated an ode of Horace, which contained sentiments suited to his deplorable condition: ” Justum et tenacem propositi virum ,” etc. The judges, however, condemned him to lose his offices, and to be banished the commonwealth. The pensionary, who had not been terrified from performing the part of a kind brother and faithful friend during this prosecution, resolved not to desert him on 83 account of the unmerited infamy which was endeavored to be thrown upon him.

He came to his brother’s prison, determined to accompany him to the place of exile. The signal was given to the populace. They rose in arms; they broke open the doors of the prison; they pulled out the two brothers, and a thousand hands vied who should first be imbrued in their blood. Even their death did not satiate the brutal rage of the multitude. They exercised on the dead bodies of those virtuous citizens indignities too shocking to be recited; and till tired with their own fury, they permitted not the friends of the deceased to approach or to bestow on them the honors of a funeral, silent and unattended.

Dickens Charles , Diderot Denis, French philosopher, atheist and chief among the Encyclopedists , On the evening of the 30th of July, , he sat down to the table, and at the end of the meal took an apricot.

His wife, with kindly solicitude, remonstrated. Then he rested his elbow on the table, trifling with some sweetmeats. His wife asked him a question; on receiving no answer, she looked up and saw that he 84 was dead. He had died as the Greek poet says that men died in the golden age, “They passed away as if mastered by sleep.

Dillon Wentworth, Earl of Roscommon, English poet and translator , about His last words were from his own translation of the “Dies Irae:”.

Diogenes the Cynic, son of Isecius , b. Just what were his last words is uncertain, but a short time before he died, he was asked where he would be buried when dead. His death was occasioned by indigestion from eating a neat’s foot raw; but some say he put an end to his life by holding his breath. After his death there was a great dispute among his friends and followers as to who should be accorded the privilege of burying him, and when they were about to come to violence, the magistrates interfered and quieted the disturbance.

William, author of numerous religious and other works. He was the founder of “The Magdalen” for reclaiming young women fallen from virtue, the “Poor Debtors’ Society” and the “Humane Society.

Just before his death he said to the executioner, ” Come to me ,” and when the executioner obeyed, the doctor whispered to him. What he said is not known, but it was observed that the man had no sooner driven away than he took the place where the cart had been, under the gibbet, and held the doctor’s legs, as if to steady the body, and the unhappy man appeared to die without pain.

Dominic “Saint,” founder of the order of Dominicans and of the order of Preaching Friars. He was one of the instigators of the cruel and inhuman crusade against the Albigenses about Many strange stories are told of him, and among these that he offered himself for sale to the highest bidder, in order to raise money for charitable purposes , Donne John, D.

Donne was formerly Dean of St. Among other preparations for his death, he ordered an urn to be cut in wood, on which was to be placed a board of the exact height of his body.

He then caused himself to be tied up in a winding-sheet. Thus shrouded, and standing with his eyes shut, and with just so much of the sheet put aside as might discover his death-like face, he caused his portrait to be taken, which, when finished, was placed near his bedside, and there remained to the hour of his death.

He was buried in St. Paul’s Cathedral, where a monument was erected over him, composed of white marble, and carved from the above-mentioned picture, by order of his dearest friend and executor, Dr. King, Bishop of Chichester. His “Contemplations and Letters,” published after his death, had a large circulation , Drew Samuel, English preacher and author. He commenced life as an infidel shoemaker, but after conversion gave himself to constant study of the Bible and Christian Theology.

He wrote the once famous book, “The Immateriality and Immortality of the Soul” , Drummond Henry, author of “Natural Law in the Spiritual World,” “The Ascent of Man” and a large number of published lectures and addresses , It is a paraphrase of the words of Paul: ‘I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto Him, 88 against that day,’ ” said of the lines which Dr.

Barbour had just joined with him in singing:—. The last words of Drummond, as given above, are only the last recorded. He said much afterward, but most of his words were disconnected. His mind wandered idly from thought to thought without aim or purpose. Edward I. Edward Prince of Wales, surnamed the Black Prince from the color of his armor , Edwards Jonathan, President of the College of New Jersey and one of the greatest of metaphysicians , The most awfully tremendous of all metaphysical divines is the American ultra-Calvinist, Jonathan Edwards, whose book on “Original Sin” I unhappily 90 read when a very young man.

It did me an irreparable mischief. Egbert Col. Henry Clay , I’m too old ,” said to Gen. Wheaton, who bending over the wounded officer, exclaimed. Egbert was killed near Manila in the war between the United States and the Philippines. In all his army service he was wounded four times before he received his death wound. He was accounted one of the most competent officers in the army, and in action it was said of him that the army had no officer more dashing, with the possible exception of Gen.

Guy V. Henry, now in command of the United States forces in Porto Rico. He was a little man, not above five feet five inches, and weighed only about one hundred and ten pounds.

He had reddish hair, streaked with gray, and wore a red mustache and imperial. In plain clothes he was most immaculate, and he was called the best dressed officer in the army. He was a bigoted admirer of the law, of which he was so consummate a master. Projects of law reform cut him to the soul, and he has been represented 91 as shedding tears on the abolition of the punishment of death for stealing five shillings in a dwelling-house.

Eliot Rev. John, commonly called “The Apostle to the Indians” , I have long waited for Thy coming. Let no dark cloud rest on the work of the Indians. Let it live when I am dead. Welcome joy! When Sir Robert Cecil declared that she must go to bed and receive medical aid, the word roused her like a trumpet. Little man, little man! She was, in fact, fast becoming insensible; and early the next morn 92 ing, on March 24, , the life of Elizabeth, a life so great, so strange and lonely in its greatness, ebbed quietly away.

When she ascended the scaffold, the executioner rudely undid the clasp which closed the veil across her breast. Alison, in his “History of Europe,” calls attention to the fact that “a similar instance of heroic virtue in death occurred in a female martyr in the early Christian church.

Perpetua and Felicitas, both Christians, were sentenced in the year , to be killed by wild cattle at Carthage. They were both attacked, accordingly, by furious bulls, who tossed them on their horns.

So violent was the shock that Perpetua fell on the ground stunned; but partly recovering her senses, she was seen gathering her torn clothes about her, so as to conceal her limbs, and 93 after tying her hair, she helped Felicitas to rise, who had been severely wounded; and, standing together, calmly awaited another attack.

He wrote also “The Village Patriarch,” “Byron and Napoleon,” “Love” and a number of other poems of more or less merit , Emerson Ralph Waldo, American essayist, poet, and speculative philosopher , For the day or two before his death he was troubled with the thought that he was away from home, detained by illness at some friend’s house, and that he ought to make the effort to get away and relieve him of the inconvenience. But to the last there was no delirium; in general he recognized every one and understood what was said to him, though he was sometimes unable to make intelligible reply.

He took affectionate leave of his family and the friends who came to see him for the last time, and desired to see all who came. To his wife he spoke tenderly of their life together and her loving care of him; they must now part, to meet again and part no more. Then he smiled and said, ” O, that beautiful boy! He knew me at once, greeted me with the familiar smile, and tried to rise and to say something, but I could not catch the words.

He was buried on Sunday, April 30, in Sleepy Hollow, a beautiful grove on the edge of the village, consecrated as a burial-place in , Emerson delivering the address. Here, at the foot of a tall pine-tree upon the top of the ridge in the highest part of the grounds, his body was laid, not far from the graves of Hawthorne and of Thoreau, and surrounded by those of his kindred. He said on the scaffold, at the close of a brief address: “My friends, I die in peace, and with sentiments of universal love and kindness towards all men.

The immediate preparations for execution then were carried into effect, he assisted in adjusting the rope round his neck, and was then placed on the plank underneath the beam, and the cap was drawn over his face; but he contrived to raise his hand, partly removed it, and spoke a few words in a low tone to the executioner.

The cap was replaced, and he stood with a handkerchief in his hand, the fall of which was to be the signal for the last act of the “finisher of the law. Let no man write my epitaph; for as no man who knows my motives dare now vindicate them, let not prejudice or ignorance asperse them.

Let them and me repose in obscurity and peace, and my tomb remain uninscribed until other times and other men can do justice to my character. When my country takes her place among the nations of the earth—then, and not till then—let my epitaph be written I have done.

Emmons Rev. Nathaniel, distinguished New England theologian and divine , French prince who was arrested on neutral territory on suspicion of conspiracy, and, after a military trial which was little better than a farce, shot , To the soldiers who had pointed 97 their guns he said: ” Grenadiers!

A lantern glimmering at either end of the file of soldiers shewed d’Enghien his fate. As the sentence of death was read, he wrote in pencil a message to his wife, folded and gave it to the officer in command of the file, and asked for a priest. He prayed a moment, covering his face with his hands. As he raised his head, the officer gave the word to fire. This deed excited general and deep indignation against Bonaparte, and is commonly regarded as one of the worst crimes by which his memory is stained.

Epaminondas Theban statesman and general. Cicero describes him as “the greatest man that Greece ever produced” , b. The fatal dart was thrown by Gryllus, son of Xenophon, the historian and leader of the ten thousand Greeks on their retreat from the battle-field of Cunaxa to the Black Sea. Erasmus surnamed Roterdamensis, Dutch scholar. He was an illegitimate son of Gerard Praet, 98 a citizen of Gonda , Eucles The “runner” from the plains of Marathon, who brought the news of the successful issue of that battle to the anxious Senate waiting at Athens.

Eugenius IV. Gabriele Condolmero, Pope , He was a brave man, but of flippant disposition , During his last days he gave 99 no attention to religious matters, and only regretted that he could not digest partridges and pheasants, and must eat only boiled meats. Farinato Paolo, Italian painter , about His wife who was sick in the same room, hearing him, answered, “I will bear you company, my dear husband;” and she did so, for as he drew his last breath she also expired.

Fichte Johann Gottlieb, distinguished German philosopher whose name is forever associated with those of Kant, Schelling, and Hegel as worthy of a place with the greatest thinkers of modern times , The following, purporting to be the “Dying Confession of Fichte,” has been frequently published, but upon what authority the compiler of this book has been unable to discover:. Images there are, and they constitute all that apparently exists.

I am myself one of those images; nay, not so much, but only a confused image of an image. All reality is converted into a marvellous dream, without a life to dream of, or a mind to dream; into a dream itself made up only of a dream.

Perception is a dream; and thought, the source of all the existence, the reality of which I imagine to myself, is but the dream of that dream. He was buried in the first churchyard before the Oranienburg gate in Berlin; at his side now lie the remains of Hegel and Solger. Five years later his wife was laid at his feet. On the tall obelisk which marks his grave is the inscription from the Book of Daniel: “The teachers shall shine as the brightness of the firmament, and they that turn many to righteousness as the stars that shine for ever and ever.

Fillmore Millard, thirteenth President of the United States , Flavel John, distinguished nonconformist clergyman and author , A man of beautiful Christian character and great learning who was ejected from his charge at Dartmouth in for nonconformity. The Episcopalians were not satisfied to persecute this servant of God during his life, but ordered his monument removed from the Church of St.

Forster Johann Reinhold, a Polish Prussian naturalist, geographer and philologist , Fox George, founder of the Society of Friends , Though I am weak in body, yet the power of God is over all, and the Seed reigns over all disorderly spirits. Fox Charles James, English orator and statesman , Fox, who did not understand what he meant. Francis “Saint,” of Assisi, founder of an order of mendicant friars called Franciscans or Cordeliers, from the cord with which they girded their coarse tunics , So long as he was able to speak he would repeat from time to time in both Hebrew and German, “God will continue to support me.

My soul has cast itself upon him; Lord, I wait for thy salvation. Franklin Benjamin, moralist, statesman, and philosopher , Worn with pain, he welcomed the end. His last look was on the picture of Christ which had hung for many years near his bed, and of which he often said, “That is the picture of one who came into the world to teach men to love one another.

He lay smiling in a quiet slumber, and the smile lingered when the coffin lid shut him in. His grave is in the heart of the city he loved, and even the careless passerby pauses a moment to read the simple legend. An epitaph, written by him in , holds his chief characteristics, his humor, his quiet assurance of better things to come, whether for this world or the next:. Friedrich Wilhelm I. He again fell into a faint.

Eller gave a signal to the Crown Prince to take the Queen away. Scarcely were they out of the room when the faint deepened into death; and Friedrich Wilhelm, at rest from all his labors, slept with the primeval sons of Thor. The king had always about him several small English greyhounds; but of these only one was in favor at a time, the others being taken merely as companions and playmates to the fondling.

As these greyhounds died they were buried on the Terrace of Sans Souci, with the name of each on a gravestone; and Frederick, in his will, expressed his desire that his own remains might be interred by their side—a parting token of his attachment to them, and of his contempt for mankind!

On this point, however, his wishes have not been complied with. Fuller Andrew, English Baptist clergyman, first secretary of the English Baptist Missionary Society, and an author of great repute in his day. He has been called the “Franklin of Theology” , Fuseli or Fuessli John Henry, historical painter , He looked anxiously round the room—said several times, “Is Lawrence come—is Lawrence come?

He raised himself up a little, then sank down and died, on the 16th of April, , and in the 84th year of his age. Gainsborough Thomas, eminent portrait and landscape painter , Gambetta Leon Michel, French statesman.

He was a brilliant and courageous agitator, and it is to his efforts in large measure that the French Republic owes its existence. It was reported at the time of his death that he met with an accident in handling a revolver, but there are those who insist that he was deliberately shot by his mistress, with whom he had quarreled , Gardiner James, a Scottish officer distinguished for piety and courage , See Rev.

Gardiner Stephen, Bishop of Winchester , His precise words are not preserved, but the last desire that he expressed was that he might have sufficient strength to continue the fight against the British one half hour longer.

Colonel Gardner is represented, in a dramatic production called “The Battle of Bunker Hill” which was printed at Philadelphia in , as saying immediately after receiving the wound of which he died:. Garfield James A. As he lay dying two small birds alighted on the window-sill and looked into his room.

He noticed them, and said, ” Those are the spirits of my little girls, Rosa and Annita, who have come to see their father die. Be kind to them, and feed them when I am dead. He gave minute and positive orders to be cremated immediately after death. The urn containing his ashes was to be placed under the orange tree that shaded the tombs of his two little girls. But this wish, cherished for years, was disregarded.

He was embalmed and exposed to the gaze of the crowds who hastened to Caprera on hearing of his death. The excuse was, that it would have been impossible to have burned his body in the way he indicated, with the aromatic woods that grow near the spot he had chosen, as the ashes would have been mixed with the burned wood. But this was only an excuse and nothing more, for Dr. Praudina, to whom Garibaldi wrote on this subject five years before his death, had prepared the sheet of asbestos that would have kept together the precious ashes.

The true reason for this violation of the great man’s order was the desire of the Republican party to have the remains brought to Rome and buried on the Janiculum, where from time to time political demonstrations might be made. When once a man is dead it is very uncertain what degree of respect will be paid to his expressed wishes by those who survive.

Garth Sir Samuel, English physician and poet , — After receiving extreme unction he said, “I am going on my journey: they have greased my boots already. Gassendi or Gassend Pierre, philosopher, mathematician, astronomer and metaphysician , Never forget this; let your minds be filled with this truth; to make it known to you I have assembled you.

Sometimes his last words are given thus: “Behold, brethren, I exhort you, saying, Decay is inherent in all component things, but truth will remain forever. His life was without reproach. His constant heroism equalled his conviction; and if his theory was false, his personal example was irreproachable. He was the model of all the virtues he preached.

His abnegation, his charity, his unalterable gentleness did not forsake him for an instant. He prepared his doc trine by six years of silence and meditation, and he propagated it for half a century by the sole power of his word. And when he died in the arms of his disciples, it was with the serenity of a sage who had practised good all his life, and who was assured he had found the truth. Sir Edwin Arnold in the preface to his “The Light of Asia” calls Gautama “the highest, gentlest, holiest and most beneficent personality, with one exception, in the History of Thought,” who “united the truest princely qualities with the intellect of a sage and the passionate devotion of a martyr Forests of flowers are daily laid upon his stainless shrines, and countless millions of lips daily repeat the formula, ‘I take refuge in Buddha!

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