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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.

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  1. 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,…
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