Ode On The Spring (excerpt)
To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the...
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To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began. Alike the Busy and the Gay But flutter thro' life's little day, In Fortune's varying colours drest: Brushed by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chilled by Age, their airy dance They leave, in dust to rest.…
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