Even such is time, which takes in trust <br />Our youth, our joys, and all we have, <br />And pays us but with age and dust, <br />Who in the dark and silent grave <br />When we have wandered all our ways <br />Shuts up the story of our days, <br />And from which earth, and grave, and dust <br />The Lord will raise me up, I trust.<br /><br />Sir Walter Raleigh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/even-such-is-time/
