poems recited at 1325 Ave of the Americas, 10.00-10.55 am, 23 September 2009

12 07 2010

Come my Celia, let us prove

While we may the joys of love

Time will not be ours forever

He at length our good will sever

Spend not then his gifts in vaine

Suns that set may rise again

But when we once lose our little light

It is with us perpetual night

(Jonson)