English poem
Application
by Anonymous
Lay up for winter in your prime, Stores that outlive sense and time; Behold life's dawn the spring pourtrays, When ev'ry view a charm conveys. In summer, full perfection reigns, But autumn, all our beauty wains, And winter, with vindictive rage, Chills our life, to frozen age.
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