But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
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But time strips our illusions of their hue,
And one by one in turn some grand mistake
Casts off its bright skin yearly like a snake.

Better be a foole then a knave.

Better be a foole then a knave.

Whom does undeserved honour please, and undeserved blame alarm,
but the base and the liar?

Whom does undeserved honour please, and undeserved blame alarm,
but the base and the liar?

What is wealth to me if I cannot enjoy it?

What is wealth to me if I cannot enjoy it?

The jackdaw, stript of her stolen colours, provokes our laughter.

The jackdaw, stript of her stolen colours, provokes our laughter.

My days of love are over: me no more
The charms of maid, wife, and still less of widow,
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My days of love are over: me no more
The charms of maid, wife, and still less of widow,
Can make the fool of; that they made before:
In fact I must not lead the life I did do.

We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.

We may outrun,
By violent swiftness, that which we run at,
And lose by over-running.

With but a plank between them and their fate.

With but a plank between them and their fate.

Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.

Come what come may,
Time and the hour runs through the roughest day.