Lord, What is Man ? 23 of the signer. Death robs these people of even that little strength which they appeared to have and gives them nothing but repose. On others, again, death confers a more living kind of life than they can ever possibly have enjoyed while to those about them they seemed to be alive. Look at Shakespeare; can he be properly said to have lived in anything like his real life till a hundred years or so after his death ? His physical life was but as a dawn preceding the sunrise of that life of the world to come which he was to enjoy hereafter. True, there was a little stir—a little abiding of shepherds in the fields, keeping watch over their flocks by night—a little buzzing in knots of men waiting to be hired before the daybreak—a little stealthy movement as of a burglar or two here and there—an indication of life. But the true life of the man was after death and not before it. Death is not more the end of some than it is the beginning of others. So he that loses his soul may find it, and he that finds may lose it.