If only wealth could time implore

If only wealth could time implore
Its all too swiftly currents flowing
But a moment or more to pause

Then would I gladly this edifice deplore
This silken mantel, this gold yet glowing
And each once worthy zealous cause

For all that is fine and fair in this life
Is as naught compared to you, dear wife

But time does so egregious despise
The hopeful song of failing youth
The peaks attained, the battles won

Seeing only and all these dulling eyes
Fissures of a face worn ashen in truth
And graceless steps towards a fading sun

Yet all that time inglorious wove
Is as naught compared to you, dear love

Time demands its utmost fill
Its sovereignty is ever true
But I shall do all that I will
For nothing compares to you

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