That only is because it is so light.
But in that pomp it doth not long appear; 10
For when ’tis most admirèd, in a thought,
Because it erst was nought, it turns to nought.
William Drummond.
LII
MAN’S MORTALITY.
Like as the damask rose you see,
Or like the blossom on the tree,
Or like the dainty flower in May,
Or like the morning of the day,