<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539478" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On The Life Of Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is our life? a play of passion;<br>Our mirth the musick of division:<br>Our mother's wombes the tyring houses bee<br>Where wee are drest for tyme's short comedy:<br>The earth's the stage, heaven the spectator is,<br>Who marketh still whoere doth act amisse:<br>Our graves that hide us from the burning sunne<br>Are but drawne curtaynes when the play is done</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Strode">William Strode</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=539478" data-title="On The Life Of Man de William Strode" data-description="What is our life? a play of passion; Our mirth the musick of division: Our mother's wombes the tyring houses bee Where wee are drest for tyme's short comedy: The earth's the stage, heaven the spectator is, Who marketh still whoere doth act amisse:..."></div> </div> </div>

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