by Francis Quarles (1592 - 1644)
Our life is nothing but a winter's day See original
Language: English
Our life is nothing but a winter's day: Some only break their fast and then away: Others stay dinner and depart full-fed: The deepest age but sups and goes to bed: He's most in debt that lingers out the day: Who dies betimes has less, has less to pay.
Composition:
- Set to music by Elizabeth Maconchy (1907 - 1994), "Our life is nothing but a winter's day", 1975 [ chorus ], from Two Epitaphs, no. 1
Text Authorship:
- by Francis Quarles (1592 - 1644), no title, appears in Divine Fancies: digested into epigrammes, meditations, and observations, first published 1633
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This text was added to the website: 2012-02-13
Line count: 6
Word count: 51