Author of quotes: Robert Herrick

Gather ye rosebuds,
Subject to all aging
The flowers now all of a mile,
The next day will become a shadow.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.

Here is the gnat: she is in amber,
Incorrupt, is buried.
And the Egyptian Queen
Richer was not the tomb.

Oh, heavenly harmony Foundation
Breathe here, the youth of the patient;
Let thy harmonies the magic
Soften, to speak of his suffering!
So he forgot about the proud and haughty,
Wandering in the wilds of the sleep of the blessed,
And awoke, the pain is not tormented,
As in the morning with my favorite - favorite.