John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
George Peele 1558?-1597? John Bartlett
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His golden locks time hath to silver turned; O time too swift! O swiftness never ceasing! His youth ’gainst time and age hath ever spurned, But spurned in vain; youth waneth by encreasing. |
Sonnet. Polyhymnia. |
2 |
His helmet now shall make a hive for bees, And lovers’ songs be turned to holy psalms; A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees, And feed on prayers, which are old age’s alms. |
Sonnet. Polyhymnia. |
3 |
My merry, merry, merry roundelay Concludes with Cupid’s curse: They that do change old love for new, Pray gods, they change for worse! |
Cupid’s Curse. |