Time

": How slowly the hours pass to the unhappy."

"Tag wird es auf die dickste Nacht, und, kommt Die Zeit, so reifen auch die spät'sten Früchte."

"O, wer weiss Was in der Zeiten Hintergrunde schlummert."

": Who knows what may be slumbering in the background of time!"

"Dreifach ist der Schritt der Zeit: Zögernd kommt die Zukunft hergezogen, Pfeilschnell ist das Jetzt entflogen, Ewig still steht die Vergangenheit."

": Threefold the stride of Time, from first to last: Loitering slow, the Future creepeth— Arrow-swift, the Present sweepeth— And motionless forever stands the Past."

": Yet tremble at the slow, silent power of time."

"Upon my lips the breath of song, Within my heart a rhyme, Howe'er time trips or lags along, I keep abreast with time!"

"Volat ambiguis Mobilis alis hora."

": The swift hour flies on double wings."

": No time is too short for the wicked to injure their neighbors."

"Yet, do thy worst, old Time; despite thy wrong, My love shall in my verse ever live young."

"Time, that aged nurse Rocked me to patience."

"Time, which strengthens Friendship, weakens Love."

"Time's waters will not ebb nor stay."

"Memento semper finis, et quia perditum non redit tempus."

"Vingt siècles descendus dans l'éternelle nuit. Y sont sans mouvement, sans lumière et sans bruit."

"Twenty ages sunk in eternal night. They are without movement, without light, and without noise."

": Better late than never."

"Time has laid his hand Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations."

"What we want, we have for our pains The promise that if we but wait Till the want has burned out of our brains, Every means shall be present to state; While we send for the napkin the soup gets cold, While the bonnet is trimming the face grows old, When we've matched our buttons the pattern is sold, And everything comes too late—too late."

"Volat hora per orbem."

"Æquo stat fœdare tempus."

": Time stands with impartial law."

"Time is a feathered thing, And, whilst I praise The sparkling of thy looks, and call them rays, Takes wing, Leaving behind him as he flies An unperceivèd dimness in thine eyes."

"However we pass Time, he passes still, Passing away whatever the pastime, And, whether we use him well or ill, Some day he gives us the slip for the last time."

"When time is flown, how it fled It is better neither to ask nor tell, Leave the dead moments to bury their dead."

"Time, eftsoon will tumble All of us together like leaves in a gust, Humbled indeed down into the dust."

"A wonderful stream is the river of Time As it runs through the realms of tears, With a faultless rhythm and musical rhyme, And a broader sweep and a surge sublime, And blends with the ocean of years."

"Time, still as he flies, adds increase to her truth, And gives to her mind what he steals from her youth."

"Labitur occulte, fallitque volubilis ætas, Ut celer admissis labitur amnis aquis."

": Time steals on and escapes us, like the swift river that glides on with rapid stream."

"Tempore difficiles veniunt ad aratra juvenci; Tempore lenta pati frena docentur equi."

": In time the unmanageable young oxen come to the plough; in time the horses are taught to endure the restraining bit."

": Neither will the wave which has passed be called back; nor can the hour which has gone by return."

"Ludit in humanis divina potentia rebus, Et certam præsens vix habet hora fidem."

"Assiduo labuntur tempora motu, Non secus ad flumen. Neque enim consistere flumen. Nec levis hora potest."

": Time glides by with constant movement, not unlike a stream. For neither can a stream stay its course, nor can the fleeting hour."

": Time that devours all things."

"Temporis ars medicina fere est."

"Let time that makes you homely, make you sage."

"Time, the foe of man's dominion, Wheels around in ceaseless flight, Scattering from his hoary pinion Shades of everlasting night."

"Man yields to death; and man's sublimest works Must yield at length to Time."

"Time is lord of thee: Thy wealth, thy glory, and thy name are his."

"Time conquers all, and we must time obey."

"Gone! gone forever!—like a rushing wave Another year has burst upon the shore Of earthly being—and its last low tones, Wandering in broken accents in the air, Are dying to an echo."

"Dum deliberamus quando incipiendum sit, incipiere jam serum est."

": Whilst we deliberate how to begin a thing, it grows too late to begin it."

"Hour after hour departs, Recklessly flying; The golden time of our hearts Is fast a-dying: O, how soon it will have faded! Joy droops, with forehead shaded; And Memory starts."

"A handful of red sand from the hot clime Of Arab deserts brought, Within this glass becomes the spy of Time, The minister of Thought."