"Time, you thief, who love to get sweets"
say I'm growing old, but add/ Jenny kiss'd me" - Jenny kissed me by James Henry Leigh Hunt
"Busy old fool, unruly sun/ why dost thou thus/ through windows, and through curtains, call on us?"
"Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime/ nor hours, days, months which are the rags of time"
"She is al states, and all princes" - The sun rising by John Donne
"Had we but world enough, and time/ this coyness, lady, were no crime"
"An hundred years should go to praise"
"But at my back I always hear/ time's winged chariot hurrying near"
"worms shall try/ that long preserved virginity"
"thus, though we cannot make our sun/ stand still, yet we will make him run" - To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell
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