This warldly joy is only fantasy, <br />Of quhich non erdly wicht can be content; <br />Quho most has wit, lest suld in it affy, <br />Quho taistis it most, most sall him repent; <br />Quhat valis all this richess and this rent, <br />Sen no man wat quho sall his tresour have? <br />Presume nocht gevin that god has don but lent, <br />Within schort tyme the quhiche he thinkis to crave.<br /><br />Anonymous Olde English<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/leaulte-vault-richesse/
