I've always thot that kissin' a corpse was like kissin' a cage whin the bird's dead-there's nothin' in it.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
"Ah, but it's the purty corpse he is," she said, "-luks jist like life!"
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
The warriors formed in a long host of three men in a row and commenced a war dance around Stas, Kali, and Fumba's corpse.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz