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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538097" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lament for the Makers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I THAT in heill was and gladness <br>Am trublit now with great sickness <br>And feblit with infirmitie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our plesance here is all vain glory, <br>This fals world is but transitory, <br>The flesh is bruckle, the Feynd is slee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The state of man does change and vary, <br>Now sound, now sick, now blyth, now sary, <br>Now dansand mirry, now like to die:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No state in Erd here standis sicker; <br>As with the wynd wavis the wicker <br>So wannis this world's vanitie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Unto the Death gois all Estatis, <br>Princis, Prelatis, and Potestatis, <br>Baith rich and poor of all degree:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He takis the knichtis in to the field <br>Enarmit under helm and scheild; <br>Victor he is at all mellie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That strong unmerciful tyrand <br>Takis, on the motheris breast sowkand, <br>The babe full of benignitie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He takis the campion in the stour, <br>The captain closit in the tour, <br>The lady in bour full of bewtie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He spairis no lord for his piscence, <br>Na clerk for his intelligence; <br>His awful straik may no man flee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Art-magicianis and astrologgis, <br>Rethoris, logicianis, and theologgis, <br>Them helpis no conclusionis slee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In medecine the most practicianis, <br>Leechis, surrigianis, and physicianis, <br>Themself from Death may not supplee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see that makaris amang the lave <br>Playis here their padyanis, syne gois to grave; <br>Sparit is nocht their facultie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has done petuously devour <br>The noble Chaucer, of makaris flour, <br>The Monk of Bury, and Gower, all three:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The good Sir Hew of Eglintoun, <br>Ettrick, Heriot, and Wintoun, <br>He has tane out of this cuntrie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That scorpion fell has done infeck <br>Maister John Clerk, and James Afflek, <br>Fra ballat-making and tragedie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Holland and Barbour he has berevit; <br>Alas! that he not with us levit <br>Sir Mungo Lockart of the Lee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clerk of Tranent eke he has tane, <br>That made the anteris of Gawaine; <br>Sir Gilbert Hay endit has he:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has Blind Harry and Sandy Traill <br>Slain with his schour of mortal hail, <br>Quhilk Patrick Johnstoun might nought flee:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has reft Merseir his endite, <br>That did in luve so lively write, <br>So short, so quick, of sentence hie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has tane Rowll of Aberdene, <br>And gentill Rowll of Corstorphine; <br>Two better fallowis did no man see:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Dunfermline he has tane Broun <br>With Maister Robert Henrysoun; <br>Sir John the Ross enbrast has he:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he has now tane, last of a, <br>Good gentil Stobo and Quintin Shaw, <br>Of quhom all wichtis hes pitie:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Good Maister Walter Kennedy <br>In point of Death lies verily; <br>Great ruth it were that so suld be:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sen he has all my brether tane, <br>He will naught let me live alane; <br>Of force I man his next prey be:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since for the Death remeid is none, <br>Best is that we for Death dispone, <br>After our death that live may we:-- <br> Timor Mortis conturbat me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Dunbar">William Dunbar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=538097" data-title="Lament for the Makers de William Dunbar" data-description="I THAT in heill was and gladness Am trublit now with great sickness And feblit with infirmitie:-- Timor Mortis conturbat me. Our plesance here is all vain glory, This fals world is but transitory, The flesh is bruckle, the..."></div> </div> </div>
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