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Time flies. The swift hours hurry by / And speed us on to untried ways; / New seasons ripen, perish, die, / And yet love stays. / The old, old love -- like sweet, at first, / At last like bitter wine -- / I know not if it blest or curst / Thy life and mine.
Time flies. In vain our prayers, our tears! / We cannot tempt him to delays; / Down to the past he bears the years, / And yet love stays. / Through changing task and varying dream / We hear the same refrain, / As one can hear a plaintive theme / Run through each strain.
Time flies. He steals our pulsing youth; / He robs us of our care-free days; / He takes away our trust and truth: / And yet love stays. / O Time! take love! When love is vain, / When all its best joys die -- / When only its regrets remain -- / Let love, too, fly.