The Grim Reaper
The Angel of Death. The Grim Reaper. Morte. Kronos. Cronus. Or, simply, Death. What can be said about the Great Equalizer? A consummate chess player with whom one engaged in a match only out of extreme desperation! However, even when and if one were successful in beating Death at this game, one is often left wondering whether it was a true victory at all or merely a prize altogether worse than death. Take poor Jack of the famous glowing pumpkin lantern: he cheated Death and the Devil, but was denied Heaven, and so was set to wander forever alone!
The personification of Death: the subject of countless songs that saw their height during the Dark Ages, particularly during the Plague Years when he harvested souls like grain in great quantities. Some of these songs were irreverent and bawdy, some fearful, while others were keening laments. He was said to "…take away the beggars… take away the poor, and the crafty banker too!" One simple poem by an anonymous author, however, was one of the most laconic on the subject of the Grim Reaper:
You shall know me by my touch,
For it is the last…
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