“Tis all a Chequer-board of nights and daysWhere Destiny with men for Pieces plays:Hither and thither moves, and mates,and slays, And one by one back in the closet lays.”

“Tis all a chequer board of nights and days, where destiny with men for pieces plays; hither and thither, and mates and slays.”

“Tis all a Checkerboard of Nights and Days Where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates, and stays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.”

“The moving hand once having writ moves on. Nor all thy piety nor wit can lure it back to cancel half a line.”

“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor WitShall lure it back to cancel half a Line,Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.”

“To all of us the thought of heaven is dear ---Why not be sure of it and make it here?No doubt there is a heaven yonder too, But 'tis so far away --- and you are near.”

“But helpless Pieces of the Game He playsUpon this chequer-board of Nights and DaysHither and thither moves, and checks and slays”