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Stay passer by and hither cast an eye,
And in mine read thyne owne Mortality.
I once was younge and lusty, stout and strong,
Yet in death's darksome cell i heere am thronge,
Where once thy selfe shalt come and mould today
And then thy earthly pompe shall pass away.
Therefor whilst thou abidest heere learne to dy
That dyeing thou mayest live eternally.
And after death with Saynts and angels sing
Sweete Hallelujahs to our heavenly King.