Our pleasance here is all vain glory, This false world is but transitory.
William Dunbar (c. 1465 - c. 1530)
Source: Lament for the Makers
Contributed by: Zaady
London, thou art the flower of cities all!
All love is lost but upon God alone.
Source: The Merle and the Nightingale
I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with infermite: Timor Mortis conturbat me.* * Fear of Death troubles me.
Gem of all joy, jasper of jocundity.
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