But I very much question, if, were the rock rent, any ashes would be found.
Mohi, I deny that those kings ever had any bones to bury." "Why, Babbalanja," said Media, "since you intimate that they never had ghosts to give up, you ignore them in toto; denying the very fact of their being even defunct." "Ten thousand pardons, my lord, no such discourtesy would I do the anonymous memory of the illustrious dead.

But whether they ever lived or not, it is all the same with them now.

Yet, grant that they lived; then, if death be a deaf-and-dumb death, a triumphal procession over their graves would concern them not.

If a birth into brightness, then Mardi must seem to them the most trivial of reminiscences.

Or, perhaps, theirs may be an utter lapse of memory concerning sublunary things; and they themselves be not themselves, as the butterfly is not the larva." Said Yoomy, "Then, Babbalanja, you account that a fit illustration of the miraculous change to be wrought in man after death ?" "No; for the analogy has an unsatisfactory end.