On A Fly Drinking Out Of His Cup
William Oldys
Busy, curious, thirsty fly! Drink with me and drink as I: Freely welcome to my cup, Couldst thou sip and sip it up: Make the most of life you may, Life is short and wears away. Both alike are mine and thine Hastening quick to their decline: Thine ’s a summer, mine ’s no more, Though repeated to threescore. Threescore summers, when they’re gone, Will appear as short as one!
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