“Time goes you say? Ah no! Alas Time stays we go.”
“Time goes you say? Ah no! Alas Time stays we go.”
Henry Austin Dobson
“I intended an Ode, And it turned to a Sonnet.”
Henry Austin Dobson“What ye have been ye still shall be, When we are dust the dust among, O yellow flowers!”
Henry Austin Dobson“Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.”
Henry Austin Dobson“Love comes unseen we only see it go. ”
Henry Austin Dobson“Time goes you say? Ah no! Alas Time stays we go.”
Henry Austin Dobson“Time goes, you say? Ah no!Alas, Time stays, we go;Or else, were this not so, What need to chain the hours,For Youth were always ours?Time goes, you say?-ah no!Ours is the eyes' deceitOf men whose flying feetLead through some landscape low; We pass, and think we seeThe earth's fixed surface flee:-Alas, Time stays,-we go!Once in the days of old,Your locks were curling gold,And mine had shamed the crow. Now, in the self-same stage,We've reached the silver age;Time goes, you say?-ah no!Once, when my voice was strong,I filled the woods with songTo praise your 'rose' and 'snow'; My bird, that sang, is dead;Where are your roses fled?Alas, Time stays,-we go!See, in what traversed ways,What backward Fate delaysThe hopes we used to know; Where are our old desires?-Ah, where those vanished fires?Time goes, you say?-ah no!How far, how far, O Sweet,The past behind our feetLies in the even-glow! Now, on the forward way,Let us fold hands, and pray;Alas, Time stays,-we go!”
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