Gather Ye Rosebuds While Ye May

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,

   Old Time is still a-flying;

And this same flower that smiles today

   Tomorrow will be dying.

The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, 

   The higher he’s a-getting,

The sooner will his race be run,

   And nearer he’s to setting.

That age is best which is the first,

   When youth and blood are warmer;

But being spent, the worse, and worst

   Times still succeed the former. 

Then be not coy, but use your time,

   And while ye may, go marry;

For having lost but once your prime,

   You may forever tarry.   ~ Robert Herrick (1591- 1674)

GUCCI' S LATE BLOOMERS

 MRS. DELANY

  NANCY

SPRY

 & 

GLUCK

GERTRUDE