Sir Francis Bacon - The Life of Man

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Sir Francis Bacon - The Life of Man

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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 his cradle, and brought up to years With cares and fears Who then to frail mortality shall trust But limns on water, or but writes in dust Yet whilst with sorrow here we live opprest What life is best? Courts are but only superficial schools To dandle fools: The rural parts are turn'd into a den Of savage men: And where's a city from foul vice so free But may be term'd the worst of all the three? Domestic cares afflict the husband's bed Or pains his head: Those that live single, take it for a curse Or do things worse: Some would have children : those that have them, moan Or wish them gone: What is it, then, to have, or have no wife But single thraldom, or a double strife? Our own affections still at home to please Is a disease: To cross the seas to any foreign soil Peril and toil: Wars with their noise affright us ; when they cease We are worse in peace: — What then remains, but that we still should cry For being born, or, being born, to die?

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  • Francis Bacon