3rd baron fairfax of cameron quotes

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Sleep, and forget all things but one,
Heard in each wave of sea,--
My love lies in the gates of foam,
The last dear wreck of shore;
Only if loves fire with the breath
Of life be kindled, I doubt,
Having interr'd her Infant-birth,
The watry ground that late did mourn,
My lusts they do me leave,
My fancies all be fled,
And tract of time begins to weave
Grey hairs upon my head.
As ye of clay were cast by kind,
So shall ye waste to dust.
My hand and pen are not in plight,
As they have been of yore.
Where all the beauties that those ashes owed
Are now bestowed?
Tell us, alas, that cannot tell our grief,
Or hope relief.
making what's new
Ill and good, old, for as we die in you,
You die in Time, Time in Eternity.
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