SUNDIAL MOTTOES

Nelson Evening Mail, Volume LXI, 12 November 1928, Page 9

SUNDIAL MOTTOES

The shadow by my finger cast Divides the future from the pasl : Before it, sleeps the unborn hour, In darkness, and beyond thy power; Behind its LinreUiriimg line. The vanished nor, no longer thine: One hour alone, is in thy hands— The- now on which the shadow stands. Let others fell of rain and showers I only count (ho shining hours. Lifo's but a shade: man's but dusto: The dyall sayes dyall we muste. r am a Shade : a Shadowe too arte thou : I mark the Time: says, Gossip, dost thou son? Time wastes our bodies And our wits. But we waste Time, So we are quits. Amydst ye flowers T tell ye. houres, Tyme wanes awnyo as flowres decaye.

eyond ye tombe freshe flowres bloorne. ue man shall ryse above ye s*yes. — John Cooke, fecit, 1695. 1 (Sancho Panza.) There is still sun on the. wall. 2 Tis always morning somewhere in the world. . ■ , . . . ' 3 We are travelling each towards the sunset. 4 It is later than you think 5 I'm useful' only in the sun: One cloud, and lo! I am undone. . 6 Thou com'st to me to learn the hours: Ah ! foolish one, Leave time alone, And happy be among the flowers. 7 When romes the sun the vtnish'd shade appeal a, But ne'er to as return our vaniah'd years. As the long hours do pass away ■ So doth the life of man decay. 1630. Long liffeye King Charles. ■ ' • -