Stephen Hawes

An Epitaph

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 daye be never so long,
        At last the bells ringeth to evensong.

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