All Things Decay And Die Poem by Robert Herrick

All Things Decay And Die

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All things decay with time: The forest sees
The growth and down-fall of her aged trees;
That timber tall, which three-score lustres stood
The proud dictator of the state-like wood,
I mean the sovereign of all plants, the oak,
Droops, dies, and falls without the cleaver's stroke.

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Brian Jani 22 May 2014

That is surely inevitable.nice poem here

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Robert Herrick

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