Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
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"
Can time, can distance, can absence allay, or extinguish the sentiments of refined affection, the ardour of true love?
" -
The Coquette; or, The History of Eliza Wharton
by Hannah Webster Foster
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