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A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 2 by THOMAS CAMPION

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First Line: THOUGH YOU ARE YOUNG AND I AM OLD
Last Line: THOU FOOL! TO-MORROW THOU MUST DIE!'
Subject(s): CARPE DIEM; YOUTH;
THOUGH you are young, and I am old,
Though your veins hot, and my blood cold,
Though youth is moist, and age is dry;
Yet embers live, when flames do die.

The tender graft is easily broke,
But who shall shake the sturdy oak?
You are more fresh and fair than I;
Yet stubs do live when flowers do die.

Thou, that thy youth doth vainly boast,
Know buds are soonest nipped with frost:
Think that thy fortune still doth cry,
'Thou fool! to-morrow thou must die!'



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