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When the morning of life had passed, The dove that nests in the tree top, Wrung with anguish, Sorrow shatters my heart, Fate has blocked the way, O brook, Drink deep my friend, Dull and sad is the sky, The garden dons a coat of many hues, Men and children of this world, The world is like a woman of folly, Only in god I trust, Where are the graves, Let man remember all his days, I have seen uponthe earth, Come now to the Court of Death, Peace upon them, I behold ancient graves, Wouldst thou look upon me in my grave