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I count only the hours that are serene.
[Lat., Horas non numero nisi serenas.]
I count only the hours that are serene.
[Lat., Horas non numero nisi serenas.]
Begone about your business.
Begone about your business.
O God! methinks it were a happy life
To be no better than a homely swain;
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O God! methinks it were a happy life
To be no better than a homely swain;
To sit upon a hill, as I do now,
To carve out dials, quaintly, point by point,
Thereby to see the minutes, how they run--
How many makes the hour full complete,
How many hours brings about the day,
How many days will finish up the year,
How many years a mortal man may live;
When this is known, then to divide the times--
So many hours must I tend my flock,
So many hours must I take my rest,
So many hours must I contemplate,
So many hours must I sport myself;
So many days my ewes have been with young,
So many weeks ere the poor fools will ean,
So many months ere I shall shear the fleece.
So minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, and years,
Passed over to the end they were created,
Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave.
Ah, what a life were this!
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
Let others tell of storms and showers,
I'll only mark your sunny hours.
Let others tell of storms and showers,
I'll only mark your sunny hours.
Once at a potent leader's voice I stayed;
Once I went back when a good monarch prayed;
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Once at a potent leader's voice I stayed;
Once I went back when a good monarch prayed;
Mortals, howe'er we grieve, howe'er deplore,
The flying shadow will return no more.
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your
wrath: Neither give place to read more
Be ye angry, and sin not: let not the sun go down upon your
wrath: Neither give place to the devil.
Thou breathing dial! since thy day began
The present hour was ever mark'd with shade.
Thou breathing dial! since thy day began
The present hour was ever mark'd with shade.
As the long hours do pass away,
So doth the life of man decay.
As the long hours do pass away,
So doth the life of man decay.
