 gainst his glory fight, And time, that gave, doth now his gift confound. Time doth transfix the flourish set on youth, And delves the parallels in beauty's brow; Feeds on the rarities of nature's truth, And nothing stands but for his scythe to mow. And...  The Modern Student's Book of English Literature - Page 121by Harry Morgan Ayres, Frederick Morgan Padelford - 1924 - 898 pagesFull view - About this book
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