Not Only To The Virgins, Then?

To Make Much of Time?

To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time



Gather ye rose-buds while ye may, 
Old Time is still a-flying; 
And this same flower that smiles today 
Tomorrow will be dying. 



The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, 
The higher he’s a-getting, 
The sooner will his race be run, 
And nearer he’s to setting. 



That age is best which is the first, 
When youth and blood are warmer; 
But being spent, the worse, and worst 
Times still succeed the former. 



Then be not coy, but use your time, 
And while ye may, go marry; 
For having lost but once your prime, 
You may forever tarry.

Make much of time: the closest I could get to a decent translation of "Nütze die Zeit".
And
The shadow shows the light: lucem demonstrat umbra.
Sorry! This is getting too academic.
Have a lovely Sunday evening, whether you be making use of your time or wasting it, dear BlipPeops!