EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this... Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Pagina 108geredigeerd door - 1851Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
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