To A Gentlewoman, Objecting To Him His Gray Hair
Am I despised, because you say; And I dare swear, that I am gray? Know, Lady, you have but your day! And time will come when you shall wear Such frost and snow upon your hair; And when, though long, it comes to pass, You question with your looking-glass, And in that sincere crystal seek But find no rose-bud in your cheek, Nor any bed to give the shew Where such a rare carnation grew: Ah! then too late, close in your chamber keeping, It will be told That you are old, By those true tears you're weeping.
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