Retire My Soul

Retire my soul, consider thine estate

And justly sum thy lavish sin's account

Time's dear expense, and costly pleasures rate

How follies grow, how vanities amount

Write all these down, in pale Death's reckoning tables

Thy days will seem but dreams, thy hopes but fables

Write all these down, in pale Death's reckoning tables

Thy days will seem but dreams, thy hopes but fables