TIME

 


Procrastination is the thief of time;
Year after year it steals, till all are fled,
And to the mercies of a moment leaves
The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
 
That time is only a thief
Yes time is a thief
That will steal your tomorrows
And leave you only yesterday

Yes time is a thief
That will rob you of your years
Your youth the only ransom you can pay
So treasure each little moment
Don't let a single minute slip away
Because time is a thief
That will rob you of your years
And never return one yesterday
 
At least, their own; their future selves applaud:
How excellent that life they ne’er will lead!
Time lodged in their own hands is folly’s veils;
That lodged in Fate’s, to wisdom they consign;
The thing they can’t but purpose, they postpone:
 
Resolves, and re-resolves; then dies the same.
  And why? Because he thinks himself immortal.
All men think all men mortal but themselves.


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