Lyric Poem · Death & Loss
Life
1What is our life? A play of passion,
2Our mirth the music of division,
3Our mother's wombs the tiring-houses be,
4Where we are dressed for this short comedy.
5Heaven the judicious sharp spectator is,
6That sits and marks still who doth act amiss.
7Our graves that hide us from the setting sun
8Are like drawn curtains when the play is done.
9Thus march we, playing, to our latest rest,
10Only we die in earnest, that's no jest.
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Quick facts
- Poem
- Life
- Poet
- Sir Walter Raleigh
- Length
- 10 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Death & Loss, Peace, Short
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- Shape
- 10 lines · one 10-line stanza
- Line length
- Mostly 10-syllable lines (pentameter length).
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- Author record
- Sir Walter Raleighc. 1552–1618
- Source record
- PoetryDBLife by sir-walter-raleigh, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
- Text fingerprint
- SHA-256 fb20f20ac1f86744…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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