| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXXV. Consolation O mortall folke | | By Stephen Hawes (d. 1523) |
| | | O MORTALL folke, you may beholde and see | |
| How I lye here, sometime a mighty knight: | |
| The end of joy and all prosperite | |
| Is death at last, thorough his course and mighte: | |
| After the daye, there cometh the darke nighte, | 5 |
| For though the daye be never so long, | |
| At last the belle ringeth to evensong. | | | | |
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