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The
sun dial stands where busy
traffic throngs,
Where men and women pass
from far and near,
Intent on worldliness that
day prolongs,
Unheeding, with no thought
of time's career.
For centuries its dial has
told the years,
That bear the load of time
into the past;
The vanished past's finale
never veers,
Nor grants return again to
ages vast.
To you,
who are the heir of infinite
days,
It speaks in protest at your
eager haste;
Then pause a moment, to this
motto's phrase
Give silent heed -- a moment
is no waste --
"Enrich the hours of
sunshine while you may,
Cloud shadows fall and comes
the close of day."
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