I have to analyze and comment on the following poem written by John Webster in 1623. The problem is that I have my doubts with respect the deep meaning of the composition. You, as native english spakers, what do you understand? What do you think it wants to say?
Vanitas Vanitatum [vanity of vanities]
ALL the flowers of the spring
Meet to perfume our burying;
These have but their growing prime,
And man does flourish but his time:
Survey our progress from our birth;
We are set, we grow, we turn to earth.
Courts adieu, and all delights,
All bewitching appetites!
Sweetest breath and clearest eye,
Like perfumes, go out and die;
And consequently this is done
As shadows wait upon the sun.
Vain ambition of kings
Who seek by trophies and dead things
To leave a living name behind,
And weave but nets to catch the wind.