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Poplar, Wl]it© 
“Its leaves, like Time, in constant motion.” 
Time. 
^piME is short and irresistible in its course. It is, also, most rapid in 
its flight, and when gone is irrecoverable. ■* 
“Our time,” says the Wise Man, “is the passage of a shadow.” 
“Man’s days.,” says the royal prophet, “pass like a shadow.” “Our 
days on earth are a shadow,” says Job. This holy man was a competent 
judge on the subject: he had attained the patriarchial age of two hundred 
and forty years; yet he exclaims: “My days have been swifter than a 
runner; they have passed by as ships carrying fruits, as an eagle flying to 
his prey.” 
Irresistible, however, and rapid as time is, it is limited in extent. 
And yet, we generally make very small account, of the value of time! 
Oh, dear reader, let’s be wiser in future ; let us employ better our 
precious time, in doing good deeds, in shunning sin and working out our 
salvation. 
Let us hail every new day with avidity, and earnestly fill up all its 
hours, ever remembering, as we see its evening shades fall around us, that 
the night is coming, in which no man can work! 
We cannot stay thy footsteps, Time! 
Thy flight no hand may bind, 
Save His Whose foot is on the sea, 
Whose voice is on the wind; 
Yet when the stars from their bright spheres. 
Like living flames are hurled. 
Thy mighty form will sink beneath 
The ruins of a world! 
— Anon. 
