The Delights of Harmony; or, Norfolk Compiler ‎#52

52. My days are as the grass

My days are as the grass
Or like the morning flower;
If one sharp blast sweeps o'er the field;
If one sharp blast sweeps o'er the field,
It withers in an hour.

Text Information

• First Line: My days are as the grass
• Meter: S. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1805

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