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Continue to ChatTo the Virgins, To Make much of Time Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he’s a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he is to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while you may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may for ever tarry. - Robert Herrick from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/to-the-virgins-to-make-much-of-time-gather-ye-rose-buds-while-ye-may-old-time-is-still-a-flying-and-this-same