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Show TIME GOES, AH NO 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= deceit Of men whose flying feet Lead though some landscape low; We pass and think we see The earth=s fixed surface flee;-- Alas, Time stays- we go Once in the days of old, Your looks were curling gold, and mine had shamed the crow, Now, to 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 wood with song To praise your Arose@ 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 delays The 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 feet Lies in the even-glow! Now, on the forward way, Let us fold our hands and pray; Alas, Time stays - we go! - Austin Dobson |