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Poems of Passion/Time and Love

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.


This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1924.


The author died in 1919, so this work is also in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 99 years or less. This work may also be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.