So fades a summer cloud away;

So sinks the gale when storms are o'er;

So gently shuts the eye of day;

So dies a wave along the shore.

Mrs Barbauld (1743-1825): The Death of the Virtuous.

And if it please you, so; if not, why, so.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): The Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act ii. Sc. 1.

So many worlds, so much to do,

So little done, such things to be.

Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892): In Memoriam. lxxiii. Stanza 1.

It is so soon that I am done for,

I wonder what I was begun for.

Epitaph on a child who died at the age of three weeks (Cheltenham Churchyard).

So sweetly she bade me adieu,

I thought that she bade me return.

William Shenstone (1714-1763): A Pastoral. Part i.

So wise so young, they say, do never live long.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Richard III. Act iii. Sc. 1.