LOVE and LIFE. A SONG.

I. All my past Life is mine no more, The flying Hours are gone: Like transitory Dreams giv’n o’er, Whose Images are kept in store, By Memory alone. II. The Time that is to come is not; How can it then be mine? The present Moment’s all my Lot; And that, as fast as it is got, Phillis, is only thine. III. Then talk not of Inconstancy, False Hearts, and broken Vows; If I, by Miracle, can be This live-long Minute true to thee, ’Tis all that Heav’n allows.