Lyrical Poems
65. ALL THINGS DECAY AND DIE

Robert Her

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All things decay with time: The forest sees

The growth and down-fall of her aged trees;

That timber tall, which three-score lustres stood

The proud dictator of the state-like wood,

I mean the sovereign of all plants, the oak,

Droops, dies, and falls without the cleaver's stroke.

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