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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FATI VALET HORA BENIGNI, by SAMUEL BISHOP Poet's Biography
First Line: In myriad swarms, each summer sun
Last Line: When all those hours -- are play.
Subject(s): Play; Summer
First Line: In myriad swarms, each summer sun
Last Line: When all those hours -- are play.
Subject(s): Play; Summer
IN myriad swarms, each summer sun
An insect nation shows;
Whose being, since he rose begun,
And e'er he sets will close.
Brief is their date, confin'd their powers,
The fluttering of a day; --
Yet life's worth living, e'en for hours,
When all those hours -- are play.
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