Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes |
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ALAS! YOUTH'S GAY SPRING MOMENTS
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V. ALAS! YOUTH'S GAY SPRING MOMENTS PASS.
Alas!
Youth's gay Spring moments pass
Like sand through old Time's glass;
Where pleasure throws
Her sweetest rose,
To morrow comes a grief,
To spread the yellow leaf!
The fairest things
Have fleetest wings!
What then!—gay hearts to-night
May catch them in their flight.
Youth's gay Spring moments pass
Like sand through old Time's glass;
Where pleasure throws
Her sweetest rose,
To morrow comes a grief,
To spread the yellow leaf!
The fairest things
Have fleetest wings!
What then!—gay hearts to-night
May catch them in their flight.
Heigho!
How soon the step of woe
Mars beauty's sunlit snow!
E'en smiles are made
Old Time to aid,
For do not wrinkles tell
Where dimples used to dwell?
The fairest things
Have fleetest wings;
What then!—gay hearts to-night
May catch them in their flight.
How soon the step of woe
Mars beauty's sunlit snow!
E'en smiles are made
Old Time to aid,
For do not wrinkles tell
Where dimples used to dwell?
The fairest things
Have fleetest wings;
What then!—gay hearts to-night
May catch them in their flight.
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