Poems by James Rhoades | ||
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VANITAS VANITATUM.
Pleasure, should we borrow
Fancied joy from thee,
'Twould but fade to-morrow,
And the third day flee:
Fancied joy from thee,
'Twould but fade to-morrow,
And the third day flee:
Summer, should thy glory
Some true sweetness lend,
Thou art transitory,
And winter makes an end:
Some true sweetness lend,
Thou art transitory,
And winter makes an end:
Love shall hold us feasted,
And no traitor prove—
But what if Love foretasted
Be more sweet than Love?
And no traitor prove—
But what if Love foretasted
Be more sweet than Love?
Poems by James Rhoades | ||