Robert Herrick: To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time

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Robert Herrick: To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time
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Lyrics
Gather ye rose-buds 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 timе And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your primе You may forever tarry
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- Robert Herrick