VANITAS
TTHE glory of Life is fleeting;Its splendour passeth away,With tints and odours meetingThe flowers we twined to-day.
TTHE glory of Life is fleeting;Its splendour passeth away,With tints and odours meetingThe flowers we twined to-day.
TTHE glory of Life is fleeting;Its splendour passeth away,With tints and odours meetingThe flowers we twined to-day.
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THE glory of Life is fleeting;Its splendour passeth away,With tints and odours meetingThe flowers we twined to-day.
How brightly, in varied light,They reflected the morning sun;But the chilling dews of the nightWithered them one by one.
How brightly, in varied light,They reflected the morning sun;But the chilling dews of the nightWithered them one by one.
How brightly, in varied light,They reflected the morning sun;But the chilling dews of the nightWithered them one by one.
How brightly, in varied light,They reflected the morning sun;But the chilling dews of the nightWithered them one by one.
So the stream of Existence flowethO'er the golden sands of youth,In the light of a joy that glowethFrom the depths of its love and truth.
So the stream of Existence flowethO'er the golden sands of youth,In the light of a joy that glowethFrom the depths of its love and truth.
So the stream of Existence flowethO'er the golden sands of youth,In the light of a joy that glowethFrom the depths of its love and truth.
So the stream of Existence flowethO'er the golden sands of youth,In the light of a joy that glowethFrom the depths of its love and truth.
But heavy, and cold, and fast,The gathering clouds uprise,Eclipsing the light, which castOn the waters a thousand dyes.
But heavy, and cold, and fast,The gathering clouds uprise,Eclipsing the light, which castOn the waters a thousand dyes.
But heavy, and cold, and fast,The gathering clouds uprise,Eclipsing the light, which castOn the waters a thousand dyes.
But heavy, and cold, and fast,The gathering clouds uprise,Eclipsing the light, which castOn the waters a thousand dyes.
And onward, in sullen endeavour,Like a stream in a sunless cave,It floweth in darkness ever:Yet—could we thus reach the grave!
And onward, in sullen endeavour,Like a stream in a sunless cave,It floweth in darkness ever:Yet—could we thus reach the grave!
And onward, in sullen endeavour,Like a stream in a sunless cave,It floweth in darkness ever:Yet—could we thus reach the grave!
And onward, in sullen endeavour,Like a stream in a sunless cave,It floweth in darkness ever:Yet—could we thus reach the grave!
But we wake to a sorrow deeper—The knowledge of all we have lost;And the light grows fainter and weakerAs we're borne from youth's sunny coast.
But we wake to a sorrow deeper—The knowledge of all we have lost;And the light grows fainter and weakerAs we're borne from youth's sunny coast.
But we wake to a sorrow deeper—The knowledge of all we have lost;And the light grows fainter and weakerAs we're borne from youth's sunny coast.
But we wake to a sorrow deeper—The knowledge of all we have lost;And the light grows fainter and weakerAs we're borne from youth's sunny coast.
Yet onward with drifting motion,Still farther from life and light;Around us a desert Ocean—Above us eternal Night.
Yet onward with drifting motion,Still farther from life and light;Around us a desert Ocean—Above us eternal Night.
Yet onward with drifting motion,Still farther from life and light;Around us a desert Ocean—Above us eternal Night.
Yet onward with drifting motion,Still farther from life and light;Around us a desert Ocean—Above us eternal Night.