# Depressing passages
**URL:** https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543
**Category:** Cafe Society
**Created:** [January 15, 2004, 5:21am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543 "2004-01-15T05:21:54Z")
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### Author:  [@Koxinga](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Koxinga)
#### Post date: [January 15, 2004, 5:21am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/1 "2004-01-15T05:21:54Z")
From Herodotus:
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> When Xerxes had come into the midst of Abydos, he had a desire to see all the army; and there had been made purposely for him beforehand upon a hill in this place a raised seat of white stone, which the people of Abydos had built at the command of the king given beforehand. There he took his seat, and looking down upon the shore he gazed both upon the land-army and the ships; and gazing upon them he had a longing to see a contest take place between the ships; and when it had taken place and the Phoenicians of Sidon were victorious, he was delighted both with the contest and with the whole armament.
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> And seeing all the Hellespont covered over with the ships, and all the shores and the plains of Abydos full of men, then Xerxes pronounced himself a happy man, and after that he fell to weeping. Artabanus his uncle therefore perceiving him […] having observed that Xerxes wept, asked as follows: “O king, how far different from one another are the things which thou hast done now and a short while before now! for having pronounced thyself a happy man, thou art now shedding tears.”
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> He said: “Yea, for after I had reckoned up, it came into my mind to feel pity at the thought how brief was the whole life of man, seeing that of these multitudes not one will be alive when a hundred years have gone by.”
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> Artabanus then made answer and said: “To another evil more pitiful than this we are made subject in the course of our life; for in the period of life, short as it is, no man, either of these here or of others, is made by nature so happy, that there will not come to him many times, and not once only, the desire to be dead rather than to live.”
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### Author:  [@Koxinga](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Koxinga)
#### Post date: [February 2, 2004, 2:18am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/2 "2004-02-02T02:18:38Z")
Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act V Scene V:
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing
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### Author:  [@Koxinga](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Koxinga)
#### Post date: [February 3, 2004, 6:14am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/3 "2004-02-03T06:14:49Z")
The Book of Job, Chapter 10:
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb?
Oh that I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me!
19 I should have been as though I had not been;
I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? Cease then,
and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 before I go whence I shall not return,
even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death;
22 a land of darkness, as darkness itself;
and of the shadow of death, without any order,
and where the light is as darkness.
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### Author:  [@Slithy\_Tove](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Slithy_Tove)
#### Post date: [February 3, 2004, 6:32am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/4 "2004-02-03T06:32:33Z")
The golf links lie so near the mill
That almost every day
The laboring children can look out
And see the men at play.
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-- Sarah Norcliffe Cleghorn
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### Author:  [@Koxinga](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Koxinga)
#### Post date: [February 5, 2004, 4:15am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/5 "2004-02-05T04:15:40Z")
“The Second Coming”, W. B. Yeats:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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### Author:  [@DogsLunch](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/DogsLunch)
#### Post date: [February 5, 2004, 5:58am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/depressing-passages/224543/6 "2004-02-05T05:58:45Z")
“If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face–for ever.”
– George Orwell, from _Nineteen Eighty-Four_