Alas! how swift the moments fly!
                                        
                                        How flash the years along!
                                        
                                        Scarce here, yet gone already by,
                                        
                                        The burden of a song.
                                        
                                        See childhood, youth, and manhood pass,
                                        
                                        And age, with furrowed brow;
                                        
                                        Time was—Time shall be—drain the glass—
                                        
                                        But where in Time is now?