Octonarie XXI by Esther Inglis Kello

The beautie of the world goes
As soudain as the wind that bloes:
As soudain as yee sie the floure
To wither from his first colloure:
As soudaine as the flood is gone
Which chaste by others one by one:
What is the world then I pray?
A wind, a floure, a flood alway.

From: Travitsky, Betty (ed.), The Paradise of Women: Writings by Englishwomen of the Renaissance, 1989, Columbia University Press: New York, p. 25.

Date: 1600

By: Esther Inglis Kello (1571-1624)


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