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[Thinke on thy corpes now delicately fedde]

Thinke on thy corpes now delicately fedde,
VVhose foode shalbe euen woormes and scorpion,
Thinke howe with costly clothing thou art cladde,
VVhich death shall change into corruption.
Yetof our death by naturall condition,
No creature knoweth time when, nor place,
VVhether Heauen or Hell for our possession,
Eyther els ioy or sorowe, we shall imbrace.