To the Virgins,Make Much of time

To the Virgins,Make Much of time

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old time is still a-flying,
And this same flower that smiles today,
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 vorst
Times still succeed the former।

Then be not coy, but use your time,
and while ye may, go marry;
For having lost just once your prime,
You may for ever tarry।

-ROBERT HERRICK1591-1674