Текст песни All Things To End Are Made

Like to the falling of a star

Or as the flights of eagles are

Or like the fresh springs gaudy hue

Or silver drops of morning dew

Like a mind that chafes the flood

Or bubbles which on water stood

Even such is man, who's borrowed light

Is raped from life and paid to night

The mind blows out, the bubbles dies

The spring entombed in autumn lies

The dew dries up, the star is shot
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The light is past and man forgot

All things to end are made...

No age, nor grief or sickness must

Marry my body to the dust

And think not much of my delay

Towards the end, I?m on my way...

Each minute is a short degree

And every hour a step towards thee

Glow or fast my marches may be

I shall at last, bow down by thee

All things to end are made...