I was introduced to this poem at school; so many of my favourite poems come from that time. It was used in the film ‘Dead Poets’ Society’ and, even though this was a film that veered towards the sentimental, I enjoyed the reference.
To the Virgins to Make Much of Time
- Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
- Old Time is still a-flying;
- And this same flower that smiles today
- To-morrow will be dying.
- The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
- The higher he’s a-getting,
- The sooner will his race be run,
- And nearer he’s to setting.
- That age is best which is the first,
- When youth and blood are warmer;
- But being spent, the worse, and worst
- Times still succeed the former.
- Then be not coy, but use your time,
- And, while ye may, go marry:
- For having lost but once your prime,
- You may forever tarry.