Fear No More

Fear no more the heat o' the sun,

Nor the furious winter's rages;

Thou they worldly task hast done,

Home are gone, and ta'em they wages:

Golden lads and girls all must,

As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o' the great,

Thou art past the ryrant's stroke;

Care no more to clothe and eat;

The sceptre. learning,physic,must

All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning-flash

Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;

Fear not slander,censure rash;

Thou hast finish joy and moan:

All lovers young,all lovers must,

Consign to thee, and come to dust. 

done by William Shakespeare.