O mortal folk, you may behold and see
How I lie here, sometime a mighty knight;
The end of joy and all prosperitee
Is death at last, thorough his course and might!
After the day there cometh the dark night,
For though the day be never so long,
At last the bells ringeth to evensong.
Stephen Hawes
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