Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916.
To-day a Man, To-morrow NoneSir Walter Raleigh (1554?1618)
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Our youth, our joys, our all we have,
And pays us but with earth and dust;
Who, in the dark and silent grave,
When we have wander’d all our ways,
Shuts up the story of our days;
But from this earth, this grave, this dust,
My God shall raise me up, I trust.