Squares of time - by Nigel A.JAMES
To
the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
By Robert Herrick (1591 – 1674)
Gather ye
rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is
still a-flying:
And the
same flower that smiles to-day
Tomorrow
will be dying.
The
glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher
he’s a-getting,
The sooner
will his race be won,
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 not be
coy, but use your time,
And while ye
may, go marry:
For having
lost but once your prime,
You may for
ever tarry.
Departing Passenger
by Nigel A. JAMES
