January 2012
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driven to motion by a fleeting glance all he acted upon was by and by a chance the Lady did not protest at all and by and by the night her flower did fall now the man harrowed in flight escaped, a shadow in the night
© 2012 Sarah Jane
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TO THE VIRGINS, TO MAKE MUCH OF TIME
by Robert Herrick
GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old time is still a-flying : And this same flower that smiles to-day To-morrow 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,...