<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Change</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Il sabio mude conseio: Il loco persevera. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lov'd as friends now twenty years and more: <br>Is't time or reason think you to give o're? <br>When though two prentiships set Jacob free, <br>I have not held my Rachel dear at three. <br>Yet will I not your levitie accuse; <br>Continuance sometimes is the worse abuse. <br>In judgment I might rather hold it strange, <br>If like the fleeting world, you did not change: <br>Be it your wisdom therefore to retract, <br>When perseverance oft is follies act. <br>In pity I can think, that what you do <br>Hath Justice in't, and some Religion too; <br>For of all vertues Morall or Divine, <br>We know but Love none must in Heaven shine: <br>Well did you the presumption then foresee <br>Of counterfeiting immortalitie: <br>Since had you kept our loves too long alive, <br>We might invade Heavens prerogative; <br>Or in our progress, like the Jews, comprise <br>The Legend of an earthly Paradise. <br>Live happy and more prosperous in the next, <br>You have discharg'd your old friend by the Text. <br>Farewel fair Shadow of a female faith, <br>And let this be our friendships Epitaph: <br>Affection shares the frailty of our fate, <br>When (like our selves) 'tis old and out of date: <br>'Tis just all humane Loves their period have, <br>When friends are frail and dropping to the grave:</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+King">Henry King</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408491" data-title="The Change de Henry King" data-description="Il sabio mude conseio: Il loco persevera. We lov'd as friends now twenty years and more: Is't time or reason think you to give o're? When though two prentiships set Jacob free, I have not held my Rachel dear at three. Yet will I not your lev..."></div> </div> </div>

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