| To the Virgins to Make Much of Time... Robert Herrick... |
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Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. |
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The glorious lamp of heaven, the Sun, The higher he's a-getting The sooner will his race he run, And nearer he's to setting. |
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That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times, still succeed the former. |
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Then be not coy, but use your time; And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry. |
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