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Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden Quotes

My lusts they do me leave, My fancies all be fled, And tract of time begins to weave Grey hairs upon my head.

My lusts they do me leave, My fancies all be fled, And tract of time begins to weave Grey hairs upon my head.

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Hair, Lust, Fancy
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

For age with stealing steps Hath clawed me with his crutch

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Age, Steps, Aging
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

The wrinkles in my brow, The furrows in my face, Say, limping age will lodge him now Where youth must give him place.

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Wrinkles, Giving, Age
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

My hand and pen are not in plight, As they have been of yore.

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Hands, Plight, Pens
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

As ye of clay were cast by kind, So shall ye waste to dust.

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Dust, Clay, Waste
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

I loathe that I did love, In youth that I thought sweet

Thomas Vaux, 2nd Baron Vaux of Harrowden
Sweet, Youth, Loathe
Thomas Vaux, “The Aged Lover Renounceth Love”

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