Carpe Diem::Seize the Day
"To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time"
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.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he’s a-getting;
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he ’s to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time
And while ye may, go marry;
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry
-Robert Herrick
