Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Time.
Time of itself is Nothing: but from Thought
Receives it's Rise, by lab'ring Fancy wrought
From Things consider'd; while we think on some
As present, some as past, and some to come.
For none can think of Time, must be confess'd,
Without considering Things, in Motion, or at Rest.—
Receives it's Rise, by lab'ring Fancy wrought
From Things consider'd; while we think on some
As present, some as past, and some to come.
For none can think of Time, must be confess'd,
Without considering Things, in Motion, or at Rest.—
In all the World there's Nothing at a Stay:
Like Shadows, Things appear, and pass away:
Ev'n Time itself still hastens to be gone,
Like some swift River always rolling on:
The rapid Stream for ever forward flows;
Time does the same, nor any Stoppage knows.
As Waves urg'd on by Waves no Rest can find,
Each driving that before, and drove by that behind;
So Moments other Moments fast pursue,
For ever changing, and for ever new:
What's just now past we never more shall see,
Nor what is present shall hereafter be,
But new shall still succeed, thro' all Eternity.—
Like Shadows, Things appear, and pass away:
Ev'n Time itself still hastens to be gone,
Like some swift River always rolling on:
The rapid Stream for ever forward flows;
Time does the same, nor any Stoppage knows.
As Waves urg'd on by Waves no Rest can find,
Each driving that before, and drove by that behind;
So Moments other Moments fast pursue,
For ever changing, and for ever new:
What's just now past we never more shall see,
Nor what is present shall hereafter be,
But new shall still succeed, thro' all Eternity.—
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