All are equal Death lays his icy hand on kings:Sceptre and crownMust tumble down,And in the dust be equal madeWith the poor crooked scythe and spade.
James Shirley
All are equal Death lays his icy hand on kings:Sceptre and crownMust tumble down,And in the dust be equal madeWith the poor crooked scythe and spade.
James Shirley