| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | III. Oblivion Sic Vita | | By Henry King (15921669) |
| | | LIKE to the falling of a Star, | |
| Or as the flights of eagles are, | |
| Or like the fresh springs gawdy hue, | |
| Or silver drops of morning dew, | |
| Or like a wind that chafes the flood, | 5 |
| Or bubbles which on water stood: | |
| Even such is man, whose borrowd light | |
| Is straight calld in, and paid to night. | |
| The Wind blowes out; the Bubble dies; | |
| The Spring entombd in Autumn lies; | 10 |
| The Dew dries up; the Star is shot: | |
| The Flight is pastand Man forgot! | | | | |
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