Friday, January 3, 2003

On Time Comments

Rating: 2.9

Fly, envious Time, till thou run out thy race,
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
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John Milton
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Dharmendra Gauttam 04 July 2018

Explain in hindi

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Richard 10 January 2018

Nice poem, I liked the words. Harry potter can relate

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Ratnakar Mandlik 04 November 2016

Attired with stars, we shall for ever sit, Triumphing over death, and chance, and thee, O Time. Great conceptualization. Thanks for sharing it here.

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