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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530074" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Litany in Time of Plague</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss;<br>This world uncertain is;<br>Fond are life's lustful joys;<br>Death proves them all but toys;<br>None from his darts can fly;<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rich men, trust not in wealth,<br>Gold cannot buy you health;<br>Physic himself must fade.<br>All things to end are made,<br>The plague full swift goes by;<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beauty is but a flower<br>Which wrinkles will devour;<br>Brightness falls from the air;<br>Queens have died young and fair;<br>Dust hath closed Helen's eye.<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strength stoops unto the grave,<br>Worms feed on Hector brave;<br>Swords may not fight with fate,<br>Earth still holds open her gate.<br>&quot;Come, come!&quot; the bells do cry.<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wit with his wantonness<br>Tasteth death's bitterness;<br>Hell's executioner<br>Hath no ears for to hear<br>What vain art can reply.<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haste, therefore, each degree,<br>To welcome destiny;<br>Heaven is our heritage,<br>Earth but a player's stage;<br>Mount we unto the sky.<br>I am sick, I must die.<br>Lord, have mercy on us!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Nashe">Thomas Nashe</a><div class=q>
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This world uncertain is;
Fond are life's lustful joys;
Death proves them all but toys;
None from his darts can fly;
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!

Rich men, trust not in wealth,
Gold cannot buy you ..."></div>
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