Every-Man
All give your audience
And here this matter with reverence
This matter is wonderous precious
But the intent of it is more gracious
How transitory we be all day
Be you never so gay !
When the body lieth in clay
Everyman liveth so after his own pleasure
Ye think sin in the beginning full sweet
Which in the end causeth thy soul to weep
I see the more that I them forbear
The worse they be from year to year
I will in the world go run over all
And cruelly outsearch both great and small
He that loveth riches I will strike with my dart
His sight to blind, and from heaven to depart
Except that alms be his good friend
In hell for to dwell, world without end
I am Death, that no man dreadeth.
For every man I rest and no man spareth
And in the world each living creature
For Adam’s sin must die of nature
For after death amends may no man make
For then mercy and pity do him forsake
If his reckoning be not clear when he do come
God will say- "ite maledicti in ignem aeternum"
Unto which place God bring us all thither
That we may live body and soul together
THUS ENDETH
[Author Unknown.But this work is worth sharing with Every-man]
Copyright © Abhishek Jain | Year Posted 2008
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