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.
An Epitaph
Stephen Hawes
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Poem topics: dark, death, joy, never, night, long, Valentine's Day, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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