Personification in Death, be not proud

Once again, the speaker in this poem harps on the sureness of death. But, this speaker gives us hope defeating death. He tells Death: "Death...some have called thee/ Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so." This is a bit of a change-up from the usual doom and gloom that usually follows a poem about death. One way he really makes Death human is by calling him a slave, "slave to fat, chance, kings, and desperate men." Death is not all-powerful it too has masters and limits. But the greatest argument the speaker gives about death is in the last stanza. Once we do die, "we wake eternally,/ And death shall be no more;death , thou shalt die." Death always wins, but, according to the speaker, its victory is short-lived when we live in eternity. Then, death meets its own end.