
“Ah, fading joy, how quickly art thou past!
Yet we thy ruin haste.
As if the cares of human life were few,
We seek out new:
And follow fate, which would too fast pursue.”
(John Dryden in The Indian Emperor)
Schleiden (D)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"
With the eyes open you can see it everywhere
“Take me out to the ball game
Take me out with the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and crackerjacks
I don’t care if I never get back
Let me root, root, root for the home team
If they don’t win, it’s a shame (aww)
For it’s one, two, three strikes, you’re out
At the old ball game”
(Jack Norworth in Take me out to the ball game)
Durbuy (B)