twenty five

A glorious fool this unruly Sun
clamours you let slumber be done;
much awaits ready poised there to greet
come! come! now awake and this busy day meet;
a few days only of full measure remain
to that place where my peace I can regain;
there once more for you to explore
a man, if you choose, whom you might adore.

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