Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying;
And this same flower that smiles today,
To-morrow will be dying.
The glorio Herrick, Robert
A Medieval Woman's Mirror of Honor: The Treasury of the City of Ladies
Published: May, 2001
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Author: de Pisan Christine
O you who hear in scattered rhymes the sound
Of that wailing with which I fed my heart
In my first youthful error, when in part
I was not the Petrarch (Francesco Petrarca)