I read the label underneath, That telleth me whereto I must I see the sentence eke that saith 'Remember, man, that thou art dust' But yet, alas, but seldom I Do think indeed that I must die - My ancestors are turned to clay, And many of my mates ar.
I read the label underneath, That telleth me whereto I must I see the sentence eke that saith 'Remember, man, that thou art dust' But yet, alas, but seldom I Do think indeed that I must die - My ancestors are turned to clay, And many of my mates ar.
When Fortune smiles, I smile to think how quickly she will frown.
Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure.
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