But at my back i always hear time's winged chariot hurrying near; and yonder all before us lie deserts of vast eternity. thy beauty shall no more be found, nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound my echoing song; then worms shall try that long preserv'd virginity, and your quaint honour turn to dust, and into ashes all my lust. the grave's a fine and private place, but none i think do there embrace.
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But At My Back I Always Hear
But at my back i always hear time's winged chariot hurrying near; and yonder all before us lie deserts of vast eternity. thy beauty shall no more be found, nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound my echoing song; then worms shall try that long preserv'd virginity, and your quaint honour turn to dust, and into ashes all my lust. the grave's a fine and private place, but none i think do there embrace.
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