Time poems

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Persuasions to Joy, a Song

© Thomas Carew

IF the quick spirits in your eye
Now languish and anon must die;
If every sweet and every grace
Must fly from that forsaken face;
Then, Celia, let us reap our joys
Ere Time such goodly fruit destroys.

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My Mistress Commanding Me to Return Her Letters.

© Thomas Carew

SO grieves th' adventurous merchant, when he throws
All the long toil'd-for treasure his ship stows
Into the angry main, to save from wrack
Himself and men, as I grieve to give back

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Disdain Returned

© Thomas Carew

He that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from starlike eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires;
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.

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The Unfading Beauty

© Thomas Carew

HE that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires:
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.

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An Elegy upon the Death of the Dean of St. Paul's, Dr. John

© Thomas Carew

Here lies a king, that rul'd as he thought fit
The universal monarchy of wit;
Here lie two flamens, and both those, the best,
Apollo's first, at last, the true God's priest.

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He That Loves A Rosy Cheek

© Thomas Carew

He that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Or from star-like eyes doth seek
Fuel to maintain his fires:
As old Time makes these decay,
So his flames must waste away.

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A Cruel Mistress.

© Thomas Carew

We read of kings and gods that kindly took
A pitcher fill'd with water from the brook ;
But I have daily tender'd without thanks
Rivers of tears that overflow their banks.

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The Spring

© Thomas Carew

Now that the winter's gone, the earth hath lost
Her snow-white robes, and now no more the frost
Candies the grass, or casts an icy cream
Upon the silver lake or crystal stream;

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In Trouble

© Edith Nesbit

1 It's all for nothing: I've lost im now.
2 I suppose it ad to be:
3 But oh I never thought it of im,
4 Nor e never thought it of me.

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Seven Trumpets

© Gary R. Ferris

And what could end this awful drought?
*****
Then the second sounded

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Peaceful Summer Day

© Gary R. Ferris

Quietly watching the birds sailing in the breeze.
*****
When I look at this beauty it takes my cares away,

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Seven Seals

© Gary R. Ferris

But the world was asleep and never shed a tear.
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As the second seal was broken the second beast began to show,

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Gratitude

© Gary R. Ferris

To say thanks for my breath and the life I’m living.
*****
For my father who works so hard,

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Friends

© Gary R. Ferris

Friends are good to have;

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At Least Not Yet Today

© Gary R. Ferris

At least not yet today.

Written 5-27-05

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Sorrows Interest

© Gary R. Ferris

And finances seem to slim.
*****
The car won’t start and kids are sick,

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The Walk

© Gary R. Ferris

And began to know the cost.
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My troubles seemed so hopeless,

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The Night

© Gary R. Ferris

Where life is without.
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I race to see you,

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The Day

© Gary R. Ferris

I start to pray.
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I talk to you,

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The Morning

© Gary R. Ferris

And forget about the day.
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Half asleep, I reach for you,