Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying.

Robert Herrick
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still...
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still...
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Old Time is still a-flying, and this same flower that smiles today will be dying. The poet says that the summer of our lives is fleeting and that we should enjoy it while we can.

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