Love in Thy Youth, Fair Maid; Be Wise by Walter Porter

Love in thy youth, fair maid; be wise,
Old Time will make thee colder,
And though each morning new arise
Yet we each day grow older.
Thou as heaven art fair and young,
Thine eyes like twin stars shining:
But ere another day be sprung,
All these will be declining.
Then winter comes with all his fears
And all thy sweets shall borrow;
Too late then wilt thou shower thy tears,
And I too late shall sorrow.

From: https://tspace.library.utoronto.ca/html/1807/4350/poem1651.html

Date: 1632

By: Walter Porter (c1590-1659)

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