"Der mentsh--azoy vi graz zaynen zayne teg
vi a shprautzung fun feld, azoy shprautzt er." --Tilim 103.15
Man--his days are like those of grass,
he blooms like a flower of the field.
homo sicut faenum dies eius
tamquam flos agri sic efflorebit
All flesh is grass,
and all its beauty is like the flower of the field.
homo quasi herba dies eius
sicut flos agri sic florebit
All flesh is like grass
and all its glory like the flower of grass.
Hominis dies sunt similes faeno,
sicut flos agri, ita floret.
"It is, it was,
It is done,
While we sigh 'Alas!'"
"All flesh is weak.
All flesh is grass,
I corrected her
in my head"
"as my friend Ernie
rose in a puff
of smoke."
11/8/15
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