From one who friend or foe must prove.—
“And dost thou love me, Time,” she cried,
“With passion ardent, temper true?”
“Let me,” he cried, “by test be tried,
And tell to Time what he shall do!” 20
“Old Time,” said she, “thy hand is hard,
And thou on beauty lov’st to prey:
Do, prithee, Time show some regard,
And touch me gently in thy way!”
“Then smile upon me, lady, so—