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And in one staye, there nothing still maye bee:
What Monarches greate, that wanne the chiefest fame,
But stealinge time, their birthe, and deathe, did see:
Firste
Bothe famous once, yet both to dust are broughte.
Wee first are younge, and then to age wee yeelde,
Then flit awaye, as we had not bene borne:
No wight so stronge, but time doth winne the feelde,
Yea wonders once, are out of memorie worne:
This,
When they did mounte, and when they did decline.
Ipsa domus puerum quem videt ipsa senem;
Vnius numerat saecula longa casae:
Illum non vario traxit fortuna tumultu,
Nec bibit ignotas mobilis hospes aquas.
Tempora labuntur ta-
citísq. senescimus annis,
Et fugiunt fraeno non
remorante dies.
Veronensi.
Ingentem meminit par-
uo qui gramine quercum.
Aequaeuúmque videt
consenuisse nemus.