Measure Of Time

EROS, what mean'st thou by this? In each of thine hands is an hourglass!

What, oh thou frivolous god! twofold thy measure of time?
"Slowly run from the one, the hours of lovers when parted;

While through the other they rush swiftly, as soon as they meet."

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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Wolfgang Amazing poetry here keep on writing