The Poetical Recreations of Mr. Alexander Craig of Rosecraig |
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His regrate for the lose of time at Court.
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His regrate for the lose of time at Court.
O how Time slips, and slelie slids away,God is forgot, and woe is me therefore:
J waste the night, and weare away the day,
I sleepe, dres, feed, talke, sport, and doe no more:
Far better were with care to haue redemed,
Nor sell for noght the thing I most estemed.
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