And old Saturnus, with his frosty face,
With chilling cold had pierced the tender green…
The summer's beauty yields to winter's blast.


The Mirror for Magistrates (1563) st. 1

Thomas Sackville Quotes

And old Saturnus, with his frosty face, With chilling cold had pierced the tender green… The summer's beauty yields to winter's blast.

And old Saturnus, with his frosty face, With chilling cold had pierced the tender green… The summer's beauty yields to winter's blast.

And old Saturnus, with his frosty face, With chilling cold had pierced the tender green… The summer's beauty yields to winter's blast.

And old Saturnus, with his frosty face, With chilling cold had pierced the tender green… The summer's beauty yields to winter's blast.