Pierre de Ronsard Quotes

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Live now, believe me, wait not till tomorrow; Gather the roses of life today.

Pierre de Ronsard

See, Mignonne, hath not the rose
That this morning did unclose
Her purple mantle to the light,
Lost, before the day be dead,
The glory of her raiment red,
Her colour, bright as yours is bright?

Pierre de Ronsard

When you are very old, and sit in the candle-light at evening spinning by the fire, you will say, as you murmur my verses, a wonder in your eyes, 'Ronsard sang of me in the days when I was fair.'

Pierre de Ronsard

Sweetheart, come see if the rose Which at morning began to unclose Its damask gown to the sun Has not lost, now the day is done, The folds of its damasked gown And its colors so like your own.

Pierre de Ronsard

When you are old, at evening candlelit,
Beside the fire bending to your wool,
Read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ This praise for me when I was beautiful."

Pierre de Ronsard

Harvest, oh! harvest your hour While life is abloom with youth! For age with bitter ruth Will fade your beauty's flower.

Pierre de Ronsard

Pierre de Ronsard

Pierre de Ronsard

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Born: September 11, 1524

Died: December 27, 1585 (aged 61)

Bio: Pierre de Ronsard was a French poet or, as his own generation in France called him, a "prince of poets".

Known for:

Les Amours
Sonnets for Helen
Amours de Marie
Franciade

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