Gather The Rosebuds.
By Robert Herrick
Gather the rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a flying,
And this same flower that smiles to-day
Tomorrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun.
The higher he’s a getting,
The schooner will his race be run
And nearer he’s to setting
That age is best which is the first
When youth and blood are warmer;
Bet being spent, the worst and worst
Times still succeed the former
Then be not coy, but use your time
And, while ye may go marry;
For having lost but once your prime
Ye may forever tarry.
Title: Gather The Rosebuds.
Author: Robert Herrick
Location: Trenton, New Jersey
Year: Unknown
Media: Newspaper article, glued to Page 174 to the Ledger of Captain W. B.
Blair
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