Epigram Poem by Francis Quarles
Epigram
Rating: ★2.7
My soul, sit thou a patient looker-on;
Judge not the play before the play is done:
Her plot hath many changes; every day
Speaks a new scene; the last act crowns the play.
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German tanslation
Meine Seele, schau du geduldig zu, Richt nicht das Spiel, bevor das Spiel beendet ist. Ihr Schicksal hat viele Wenden, jeder Tag spricht eine neue Scene. Der letzte Act kroent das Spiel.