“Let us roll all our strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one ball: And tear our pleasures with rough strife, Through the iron gates of life. Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.” StillsRunningPleasureSunTearsBallsIronGatesRoughSweetnessStrifeBirds Of Prey Author:Andrew Marvell
“Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpires At every pore with instant fires Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour Than languish in his slow-chapped power. Let us roll our strength and all Our sweetness up into one ball And tear our pleasures with rough strife Through the iron gates of life: Thus, while we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.” MayStillsSoulRunningSportsPleasureMorningSunFireTearsWillingBirdSkinsBallsInstantOur TimeIronGatesRoughSweetnessStrifePreyDewHueAmorousLanguishMorning DewBirds Of Prey Author:Andrew Marvell
“Thus, though we cannot make our sun Stand still, yet we will make him run” StillsRunningSunCarpe DiemBirds Of Prey Author:Andrew Marvell
“Now let us sport us while we may; And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour, Than languish in his slow-chapped power.” MayTimeSportsBirdOur TimePreyAmorousLanguishBirds Of Prey Author:Andrew Marvell
