TESTO DEL LIED"Like to the falling of a star"
di Harry King
Like to the falling of a star,
Or like the flight of eagles are;
Or like the fresh spring's gaudy hue,
Or silver drops the morning dew;
Or like a wind that chafes the flood,
Or bubbles which on water stood:
Even such is man, whose borrowed plight
Is straight call'd in, and paid to night.
The wind blows out, the bubble dies;
The spring entombed in autumn lies.
The dew dries up, the star is shot;
The flight is past and man forgot.