anthony quayle - adieu, farewell earth's bliss by thomas nashe lyrics
adieu, farewell, earth’s bliss;
this world uncertain is;
fond are life’s l+stful joys;
death proves them all but toys;
none from his darts can fly;
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us!
rich men, trust not in wealth
gold cannot buy you health;
physic himself must fade
all things to end are made
the plague full swift goes by;
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us!
beauty is but a flower
which wrinkles will devour;
brightness falls from the air;
queens have died young and fair;
dust hath closed helen’s eye
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us!
strength stoops unto the grave
worms feed on hector’s brave;
swords may not fight with fate
earth still holds ope her gate
“come, come!” the bells do cry
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us
wit with his wantonness
tasteth death’s bitterness;
h+ll’s executioner
hath no ears for to hear
what vain art can reply
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us
haste, therefore, each degree
to welcome destiny;
heaven is our heritage
earth but a player’s stage;
mount we unto the sky
i am sick, i must die
lord, have mercy on us
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