Representative Poetry Online
Pagination
On this day: March 7th
Random Poem of the Day
1Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
2 Old Time is still a-flying;
3And this same flower that smiles today,
4 To-morrow will be dying.
5The glorious lamp of heaven, the Sun,
6 The higher he's a-getting;
7The sooner will his race be run,
8 And nearer he's to setting.
9That age is best, which is the first,
10 When youth and blood are warmer;
11But being spent, the worse, and worst
12 Times still succeed the former.
13Then be not coy, but use your time,
14 And while ye may, go marry;
15For having lost but once your prime,
16 You may for ever tarry.