Always one of three things Keeps all in doubt until one s destined hour. Sickness, old age, the sword, each one of these 70 May end the lives of doomed and transient men. Therefore for every warrior the best Memorial is the praise of living men After his death, that ere he must depart He shall have done good deeds on earth against 75 The malice of his foes, and noble works Against the devil, that the sons of men May after praise him, and his glory live For ever with the angels in the splendour Of lasting life, in bliss among those hosts. Amongst whom were performed most glorious deeds, Who lived in lordliest renown. Gone now 85 Is all that host, the splendours have departed.
Weaker men live and occupy the world, Enjoy it but with care.
As now throughout this world does every man. 90 Age comes on him, his countenance grows pale, Grey-haired he mourns, and knows his former lords, The sons of princes, given to the earth. Nor when his life slips from him may his body Taste sweetness o feel pain or stir his hand 95 Or use his mind to think. 105 Foolish is he who does not fear his Lord, For death will come upon him unprepared. The Creator Shall make his spirit steadfast for his faith 110 Is in God s might.