Time’s eldest son, Old Age lyrics
by John Dowland
Time's eldest son, Old Age, the heir of Ease
Strength's foe, Love's woe, and foster to Devotion
Bids gallant youths in martial prowess please
As for himself, he hath no earthly motion
But thinks sighs, tears, vows, prayers, and sacrifices
As good as shows, masks, jousts, or tilt devises