COUNSEL TO GIRLS. by R. HERRICK.

 
 
Previous Poem Next Poem
 

COUNSEL TO GIRLS.

 
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day,
To-morrow will be dying.
The glorious Lamp of Heaven, the Sun,
The higher he's a-getting
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer,
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times, still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time;
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.
R. HERRICK.,
 
 
 
 

Support poems4free.com
If you liked this page, feel free to share it!