Florine
Could I bring back lost youth again
And be what I have been,
I'd court you in a gallant strain,
My young and fair Florine.
But mine's the chilling age that chides
Devoted rapture's glow,
And Love—that conquers all besides—
Finds Time a conquering foe.
Farewell! we're severed by our fate
As far as night from noon;
You came into the world too late,
And I depart so soon.
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