A Quote by Henry Austin Dobson on gossip and time
Tis an old dial with many a stain; In summer crowned with drifting orchard bloom, Tricked in the autumn with the yellow rain, And white in winter like a marble tomb. And round about its gray, time-eaten brow Lean letters speak - a worn and shattered row: I am a Shade: A Shadowe too arte thou: I marke the Time: saye, Gossip, dost thou soe?
Source: The Sundial, 1900
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