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Century Magazine/Volume 47/Issue 3/The Masquerade of Time
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The First Half of the Seventeenth Century/Chapter 4

"Hinc pallidorum longa morborum cohors

Turpisque egestas sequitur," &c.
Funny — to be a Century —

Funny — to be a Century —

And see the People — going by —

I — should die of the Oddity —

But then — I'm not so staid — as He —

He keeps His Secrets safely — very —

Were He to tell — extremely sorry

This Bashful Globe of Ours would be —

So dainty of Publicity —
The First Half of the Seventeenth Century/Chapter 1

      "North and South too many an hour

            I've by the skipper held the wheel;

       Seen too many a hissing shower

            O'er my old sou'-wester reel."
To the century plant

            Plant of a hundred years! destroying Time

            Passes thy gentle race with hurrying trend,

            Leaves their bright petals colorless and dim,

            Strews with their withered leaves the mossy bed,

            And sweeps them onward with the countless dead,

            Ere the swift...

Century Magazine/Volume 47/Issue 3/The Masquerade of Time