Here lies the body of this world, <br />Whose soul alas to hell is hurled. <br />This golden youth long since was past, <br />Its silver manhood went as fast, <br />An iron age drew on at last; <br />'Tis vain its character to tell, <br />The several fates which it befell, <br />What year it died, when 'twill arise, <br />We only know that here it lies.<br /><br />Henry David Thoreau<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epitaph-on-the-world/
