Matthäus Merian, The Basel Dance of Death: The Abbot (1616)
"Lord Abbot, I snatch away your mitre,
So your staff no longer avails you.
If here you have been a good shepherd
For your sheep, honor is prepared for you."
"I raised myself up to be an abbot,
And lived long with the highest honors.
Though none ever dared to oppose me,
Yet Death has made me his equal."
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