But at my back I always hear  
  Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near;  
  And yonder all before us lie  
  Deserts of vast eternity.
To His Coy Mistress (1650-1652)
But at my back I always hear  
  Time's wingèd chariot hurrying near;  
  And yonder all before us lie  
  Deserts of vast eternity.
To His Coy Mistress (1650-1652)