on the life of man

• even such is time, that takes on trust
  our youth, our joys, our all we have,
  and pays us but with earth and dust ;
  who, in the dark and silent grave,
  when we have wandered all our ways,
  shuts up the story of our days ;
  but from this earth, this grave, this dust
  my god shall raise me up, i trust !
  
  sir walter raleigh