Why slander we the times?
What crimes
Have days and years, that we
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Why slander we the times?
What crimes
Have days and years, that we
Thus charge them with iniquity?
If we would rightly scan,
It's not the times are bad, but man.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

We are time's subjects, and time bids be gone.

Backward, flow backward, O full tide of years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,
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Backward, flow backward, O full tide of years!
I am so weary of toil and of tears,
Toil without recompense--tears all in vain,
Take them and give me my childhood again.
I have grown weary of dust and decay,
Weary of sowing for others to reap;
Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.

Every day, nay every moment, try to do some good deed.

Every day, nay every moment, try to do some good deed.

A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.

A good holiday is one spent among people whose notions of time are vaguer than yours.

But time growing old teaches all things.

But time growing old teaches all things.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

There is a time for many words, and there is also a time for sleep.

We say we waste time, but that is impossible. We waste ourselves.

We say we waste time, but that is impossible. We waste ourselves.