Now thou hast loved me one whole day, Tomorrow when thou leav'st, what wilt thou say?
Fair summer droops, droop men and beasts therefore: So fair a summer look for never more. All good things vanish, less than in a day, Peace, plenty, pleasure, suddenly decay. Go not yet away, bright soul of the sad year; The earth is hell when thou leav'st to appear.thomas nashe
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