An Epitaph
Died 1523
O MORTAL folk, you may behold and see
How I lie here, sometime a mighty knight;
The end of joy and all prosperitee
Is death at last, thorough his course and might:
After the day there cometh the dark night,
For though the daye be never so long,
At last the bells ringeth to evensong.
DayPoems Poem No. 36
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/36.html">An Epitaph by Stephen Hawes</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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