Upon Time
Time was upon The wing, to fly away; And I call'd on Him but awhile to stay; But he'd be gone, For aught that I could say. He held out then A writing, as he went, And ask'd me, when False man would be content To pay again What God and Nature lent. An hour-glass, In which were sands but few, As he did pass, He shew'd, and told me too Mine end near was; And so away he flew.
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"Time was upon..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Robert Herrick delivers a powerful performance in "Upon Time"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...