Watch thou and fear; to-morrow thou shalt die. <br /> Or art thou sure thou shalt have time for death? <br /> Is not the day which God's word promiseth <br /> To come man knows not when? In yonder sky <br /> Now while we speak, the sun speeds forth: can I <br /> Or thou assure him of his goal? God's breath <br /> Even at this moment haply quickeneth <br /> The air to a flame; till spirits, always nigh <br /> <br /> Though screen'd and hid, shall walk the daylight here. <br /> And dost thou prate of all that man shall do? <br /> Canst thou, who hast but plagues, presume to be <br /> Glad in his gladness that comes after thee? <br /> Will his strength slay thy worm in Hell? Go to: <br /> Cover thy countenance, and watch, and fear.<br /><br />Dante Gabriel Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lxxii-the-choice-ii/
