A mass of dust, world's momentary slave, Is man, in state of our old Adam made, Soon born to die, soon flourishing to fade.

Barnabe Barnes

Barnabe Barnes

Adam Born Die Dust Fade Flourishing Made Man Mass Momentary Old Our Slave Soon State World

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