Wednesday 8 June 2011

All things to nothingness descend,MASTER WACE, NORMAN POET,

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All things to nothingness descend,
Grow old and die and meet their end,
Man dies, iron rusts, wood goes decayed,
Flowers fall, walls crumble, roses fade …
Nor long shall any name resound
Beyond the grave, unless 't be found
In some clerk's book, it is the pen
Gives immortality to men.
Master Wace -12TH CENTURY- from his Chronicles of the Norman Dukes
Found on the Chart of Harold F Umstott (1907-1922)

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