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Oct. 13th, 2003 04:04 pmGather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting;
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.
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.
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.
--Robert Herrick, To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
Old time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he's a-getting;
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.
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.
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.
--Robert Herrick, To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
Hey hey
Date: 2003-10-13 03:12 pm (UTC)Re: Hey hey
Date: 2003-10-13 05:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-13 08:16 pm (UTC)it also always reminds me of dead poets society...
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Date: 2003-10-13 09:44 pm (UTC)