Epitaph

by Sir Walter Ralegh

 
Even such is Time, which takes in trust
Our youth, our joys, and all we have,
And pays us but with age and dust;
Who in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wandered all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days:
And from which earth, and grave, and dust,
The Lord shall raise me up, I trust.

 
Sir Walter Ralegh |  Classic Poems
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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