poet Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick

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All Things Decay And Die

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.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (5/22/2014 1:38:00 AM)

    That is surely inevitable.nice poem here

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