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Flamma sine Fumo

or, poems without fictions. Hereunto are annexed the Causes, Symptoms, or Signes of several Diseases with their Cures, and also the diversity of Urines, with their Causes in Poetical measure. By R. W. [i.e. Rowland Watkyns]

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Old age

Delirium naturæ.

VVhen we are young, and do enjoy the spring
Of pleasant youth, we laugh we dance, we sing

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And think, old age, which is so cold, so soure,
Will never come to blast our youthful flower.
As some dark cloud invades the sky so fair,
And by degrees obscures the clearest air.
Old age thus creepeth on; and turnes our light,
Or Summer's day into a winter night.
Our Limmes are turn'd to ice, our hair to snow;
Our windows dark and dull, our feet are slow,
Our Roses languish, and our Lilleys fade,
Our wine is sour'd, our pleasures bitter made.
Joves tree the sturdy oake, the Cedar tall
In length of time are forc't to stoop, and fall.
Remember God, whilst thou art young, and he
When thou art old, will sure remember thee: