Poem by Robert Herrick

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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.

1. His Last Request to Julia
2. Things Mortal Still Mutable (Epigram)
3. To Sapho
4. To Be Merry
5. Posting to Printing (Epigram)

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