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Thomas Campion (1567-1620)

What If a Day

What if a day, or a month, or a year
Crown thy delights with a thousand sweet contentings?
Cannot a chance of a night or an hour
Cross thy desires with as many sad tormentings?
         Fortune, honor, beauty, youth
        Are but blossoms dying;
        Wanton pleasure, doting love
        Are but shadows flying.
        All our joys are but toys,
        Idle thoughts deceiving;
        None have power of an hour
        In their lives’ bereaving.
Earth’s but a point to the world, and a man
Is but a point to the world’s compare´d centure;4
Shall then the point of a point be so vain
As to triumph in a sely5 point’s adventure?
        As is hazard that we have,
        There is nothing biding;
        Days of pleasure are like streams
        Through fair meadows gliding.
        Weal and woe, time doth go,
        Time is never turning;
        Secret fates guide our states,
        Both in mirth and mourning.

1606

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Dirk Hals. Musicians. 1623.

PS мне кажется, я даже почти уверен, что Spirogyra(Кентербери, 1971-1973) взялась отнюдь не из пустого места.