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Time goes, you say? Ah, no!
Alas, Time stays, we go.

Henry Austin Dobson

All passes. Art alone
Enduring stays to us;
The Bust outlasts the throne,—
The Coin, Tiberius.

Henry Austin Dobson

Before me careless lying,
Young Love his ware comes crying;
Full soon the elf untreasures
His pack of pains and pleasures,
With roguish eye
He bids me buy
From out his pack of treasures.

Henry Austin Dobson

Across the grass I see her pass;
She comes with tripping pace,—
A maid I know,—and March winds blow
Her hair across her face;—
With a hey, Dolly! ho, Dolly!
Dolly shall be mine,
Before the spray is white with May,
Or blooms the eglantine.

Henry Austin Dobson

"Love mocks us all"—as Horace said of old:
From sheer perversity, that arch-offender
Still yokes unequally the hot and cold,
The short and tall, the hardened and the tender;
He bids a Socrates espouse a scold,
And makes a Hercules forget his gender:—
Sic visum Veneri! Lest samples fail,
I add a fresh one from the page of BAYLE.

Henry Austin Dobson

Fame is a food that dead men eat,—
I have no stomach for such meat.

Henry Austin Dobson

The ladies of St. James's!
They're painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever,
Their red it never dies:
But Phyllida, my Phyllida!
Her color comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily—
It wavers to a rose.

Henry Austin Dobson

Henry Austin Dobson

Henry Austin Dobson

Born: January 18, 1840

Died: September 2, 1921 (aged 81)

Bio: Henry Austin Dobson, commonly Austin Dobson, was an English poet and essayist.

Known for:

Eighteenth century vignettes (1892)
At the sign of the lyre (1884)
Proverbs in porcelain (1877)
Eighteenth century essays (1882)

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