And as thou didst by us, so do by thee.
Yea, happy he that takes thy children's bones,
And dasheth them against the pavement stones.
THE WORLD'S A BUBBLE
From 'Works,' Vol. xiv.
The world's a bubble, and the life of man less than a span;
In his conception wretched, from the womb so to the tomb:
Curst from the cradle, and brought up to years with cares and fears.
Who then to frail mortality shall trust,