And of our life in earth the better part,
Reuer of sight, and yet in whom wee see
Things oft that tyde,[1534] and oft that neuer bee:
Without respect, esteming[1535] equally
King Crœsus’ pompe, and Irus’ pouertie.
43.
And next, in order sad, Old Age wee found,
His beard all hoare, his eyes hollow and blind,
With drouping chere still poring on the ground,
As on the place where nature him assinde