Poem by Thomas Parnell

Out of Greek

The things that Mortals love are mortal too
& swiftly transient fleet before the view
Or if with man a longer while they stay
Man swiftly transient fleets himself away. 

1. On Content
2. When Ore My Temples Balmy Vapours Rise
3. My Days Have Been So Wondrous Free
4. Since Bearing of a Gentle Mind
5. On the Death of Mr. Viner

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