“Passing thus with time away,
The sweet gifts of youth decay;
Fleet their blooms, thus one by one,
Till their very form is gone;
Memory left but to declare
How beautiful and sweet they were!
In the first blue noon of Spring,
Who can think on withering?”

(25th December 1824) Faded Flowers
The London Literary Gazette, 1824

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“Passing thus with time away,The sweet gifts of youth decay;Fleet their blooms, thus one by one,Till their very form is gone;Memory left but to declareHow beautiful and sweet they were!In the first blue noon of Spring,Who can think on withering?”

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“Passing thus with time away,
The sweet gifts of youth decay;
Fleet their blooms, thus one by one,
Till their very form is gone;
Memory left but to declare
How beautiful and sweet they were!
In the first blue noon of Spring,
Who can think on withering?”