But death is not easily
escaped from by anyone:
all of us with souls, earth-dwellers
and children of men, must make our way
to a destination already ordained
where the body, after the banqueting,
sleeps on its deathbed.

Beowulf, Seamus Heaney (trans.)

Lines 1001-1007: Commenting on the doom of Grendel, the Narrator emphasizes that no matter who you are, your end will be the same as others, and one will face death.