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    On Time

    by John Milton
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    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,
    Which is no more than what is false and vain,
    And merely mortal dross;
    So little is our loss,
    So little is thy gain.
    For when as each thing bad thou hast intombed,
    And last of all thy greedy self consumed,
    Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss
    With an individual kiss,
    And Joy shall overtake us as a flood;
    When every thing that is sincerely good
    And perfectly divine,
    With truth, and peace, and love, shall ever shine
    About the supreme throne
    Of Him, t' whose happy-making sight alone
    When once our heav'nly-guided soul shall climb,
    Then, all this earthly grossness quit,
    Attired with stars, we shall for ever sit,
    Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee, O Time.
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