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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]

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