But pleasures are like poppies spread:
You seize the flow'r, it's bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white-then melts for ever;
Or like the Borealis, race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow's lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm.
Nae man can tether time or tide;
You seize the flow'r, it's bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white-then melts for ever;
Or like the Borealis, race,
That flit ere you can point their place;
Or like the rainbow's lovely form
Evanishing amid the storm.
Nae man can tether time or tide;
Excerpt from: A Tale.
Of Brownyis and of Bogolis full is this book
(or Tam O'Shanter)
Robert Burns 1791
Of Brownyis and of Bogolis full is this book
(or Tam O'Shanter)
Robert Burns 1791
Hold on tight to the rest of the summer pleasures.
Solstice belssings x
Solstice belssings x
Solstice blessings to you all too x i love the flame red colours of the poppy x
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