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Slowly and imperceptibly old age comes creeping on.
Slowly and imperceptibly old age comes creeping on.
But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? read more
But who would scorn the month of June,
Because December with his breath so hoary,
Must come? Much rather should he court the ray,
To hoard up warmth against a wintry day.
Thursday come, and the week's gone.
Thursday come, and the week's gone.
A pittifull mother makes a scald head.
A pittifull mother makes a scald head.
Life is halfe spent before we know what it is.
Life is halfe spent before we know what it is.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Everything in art is but a copy of nature.
Some good lessons
Are also learnt from Ceres and from Bacchus,
Without whom Venus will not long read more
Some good lessons
Are also learnt from Ceres and from Bacchus,
Without whom Venus will not long attack us.
Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.
Perhaps the early grave
Which men weep over may be meant to save.
