488. Song—The Winter of Life
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UT lately seen in gladsome green, The woods rejoic’d the day,Thro’ gentle showers, the laughing flowers In double pride were gay:But now our joys are fled On winter blasts awa;Yet maiden May, in rich array, Again shall bring them a’. But my white pow, nae kindly thowe Shall melt the snaws of Age;My trunk of eild, but buss or beild, Sinks in Time’s wintry rage.Oh, Age has weary days, And nights o’ sleepless pain:Thou golden time, o’ Youthfu’ prime, Why comes thou not again!
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