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Poem
May 7, 1839
The Caledonian
Saint Johnsbury, Caledonia County, Vermont
What is this article about?
In this allegorical poem, Beauty encounters sleeping Time in a myrtle shade and covers him with roses. When Time awakens, he ages her instantly, causing her to wither. The poet concludes that beauty should not trifle with time, as time always withers beauty.
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BEAUTY AND TIME.
BY MISS PARDOE.
Beauty went out one summer day,
To rove in Pleasure's bower;
And much she sported in her way,
With every opening flower.
At length she reached a myrtle shade,
And through the branches peeping,
She saw among the blossoms laid,
Time, most profoundly sleeping.
His head was pillowed on his wings,
For he had furl'd his pinions
To linger with the lovely things
In pleasure's bright dominions;
His scythe and glass aside were cast,-
"How softly he reposes!"
Cried Beauty, as she idly past,
And cover'd him with roses.
Time awoke:- "Away!" he kindly said
"Go trifle with the Graces;
You know that I was never made
To toy with pretty faces."
"'Tis pleasant in so sweet a clime
To rest a while from duty;
I'll sleep a little more," said Time
"No, do wake up!" said Beauty.
He rose; but he was grim and old
She felt her roses wither,
His scythe upon her heart was cold,
His hour glass made her shiver;
Her young cheek shrank, her hair turn'd gray,
Of grace he had bereft her;
And when he saw her droop away,
He spread his wings and left her.
And thus I point my simple rhyme-
It is the Minstrel's duty;-
Beauty should never sport with time,
Time always withers Beauty!
BY MISS PARDOE.
Beauty went out one summer day,
To rove in Pleasure's bower;
And much she sported in her way,
With every opening flower.
At length she reached a myrtle shade,
And through the branches peeping,
She saw among the blossoms laid,
Time, most profoundly sleeping.
His head was pillowed on his wings,
For he had furl'd his pinions
To linger with the lovely things
In pleasure's bright dominions;
His scythe and glass aside were cast,-
"How softly he reposes!"
Cried Beauty, as she idly past,
And cover'd him with roses.
Time awoke:- "Away!" he kindly said
"Go trifle with the Graces;
You know that I was never made
To toy with pretty faces."
"'Tis pleasant in so sweet a clime
To rest a while from duty;
I'll sleep a little more," said Time
"No, do wake up!" said Beauty.
He rose; but he was grim and old
She felt her roses wither,
His scythe upon her heart was cold,
His hour glass made her shiver;
Her young cheek shrank, her hair turn'd gray,
Of grace he had bereft her;
And when he saw her droop away,
He spread his wings and left her.
And thus I point my simple rhyme-
It is the Minstrel's duty;-
Beauty should never sport with time,
Time always withers Beauty!
What sub-type of article is it?
Ballad
What themes does it cover?
Moral Virtue
What keywords are associated?
Beauty
Time
Withering
Moral
Roses
Scythe
What entities or persons were involved?
By Miss Pardoe.
Poem Details
Title
Beauty And Time.
Author
By Miss Pardoe.
Form / Style
Rhymed Couplets
Key Lines
Beauty Went Out One Summer Day, To Rove In Pleasure's Bower;
Time Awoke: "Away!" He Kindly Said "Go Trifle With The Graces;
And Thus I Point My Simple Rhyme It Is The Minstrel's Duty; Beauty Should Never Sport With Time, Time Always Withers Beauty!