Chapter III (2)
Each shining ray of light you see,
Is an emblem of eternity,
For every ray that cheers our eyes.
Descends to earth from far-off skies.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 17th CENTURY.
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He gave thee life and takes the same,
And He shall give thee life again;
Then argue not what form ’twill be,
But be content, He gives it thee.
SUNDIAL, 17th CENTURY.
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Who knows the value of to-morrow
’Til it is yesterday?
Or who true comfort in some sorrow,
’Til it has passed away?
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
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As the stream is to the river,
And the river to the sea,
Days and months flow on for ever,
As parts of eternity.
SUNDIAL ON MOOT HALL, ALDEBURGH.
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Have you no question to ask?
Have you no lesson to learn?
Traveller, what of your task?
Halt not a moment or turn.
SUNDIAL AT DALSTON, CUMBERLAND.
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Man may make a dial of stone,
And fashion it with care,
But if the sun refuse to own,
No shadow will appear.
SUNDIAL IN A WINDOW AT DERBY.
Date 1888.
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We mark the seasons come and go,
The swallows’ homeward flight;
But hours that cause this ebb and flow,
Are lost to thought and sight.
SUNDIAL AT MOCCAS COURT, HEREFORDSHIRE.
17th Century.
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Everything comes to those who wait,
So gaze on this dial and see,
The morning dawn and the hours grow late,
And the morrow will come to thee.
SUNDIAL ON KING’S COLLEGE CHAPEL, CAMBRIDGE.
Dated 1733.
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He who will procrastinate,
Shall for Heaven one day be late,
And when he would find a place,
To-morrow he will have to face.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
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Though some time it has departed,
Mortal, never be downhearted.
Go, learn to keep a smiling face,
Until the hours of dark find place.
SUNDIAL AT LOWER HARLSTON, NORTHANTS.
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We change with time,
But fail to mark,
Like time our change
’Til near the dark.
SUNDIAL AT BROUGHAM HALL, WESTMORLAND.
Date 1660.
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Gold can buy this dial.
But not the hour,
Nor yet Sol’s smile,
My greatest dower.
SUNDIAL AT SAG HARBOUR, LONG ISLAND. U.S.A.
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Cultivate a happy mien,
Whilst the sun now smiles,
Thus cares shall only intervene,
Like shadows on sundials.
SUNDIAL AT ALDINGTON, KENT.
Date 1799.
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God who taught the birds to sing,
Did so for man’s pleasure;
And He put sweet songs on wing,
Timed to varying measure.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 18th CENTURY.
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I made this sundial for to prove,
How precious is the light above,
Grant thou, dear Lord, that men may know
The value of Thy light below.
SUNDIAL IN CHURCHYARD AT STRETTON, CHESHIRE.
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This hour I mark too soon shall fly
E’er thou dost rest beneath the sod,
And of thy deeds shall testify,
Before the throne of God.
SIR WALTER SCOTT’S SUNDIAL, ABBOTSFORD.
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On the anvil of Time
Our life is wrought,
Shaped for the sublime
In deed and thought.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 19th CENTURY.
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To-morrow is to-day,
Value then each hour,
For years soon pass away,
And death doth lower.
SUNDIAL OF WOOD.
Date 1617. Seen in a Curiosity Shop.
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As a minute is to the hour,
And the hour is to the day,
So proportion while you’ve power,
With fairness work and play.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
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Work, then while you have the time,
Never let thy talents rust;
Take a lesson from my sign,
The dial says die all we must.
ROMAN SUNDIALS, FROM VILLA SCIPIO, ROME.
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I think all men will well agree,
At this similitude sublime,
Since bounds there are to earth and sea,
Nought beats the shifting sand for time.
SUNDIALS ON THE TOWER OF THE WINDS, ATHENS.
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I wonder who split up the day,
Into hours of dark and hours of light?
Or who apportioned minutes, pray?
With seconds to shorten day or night.
SUNDIAL ON ST. MARY’S CHURCH, DITCHINGHAM, NORFOLK.
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Who murmurs at our God’s decree,
Forgets His love divine,
How that He cares for all we see,
And calls us “children mine.”
SUNDIALS ON THE OLD SEVEN DIALS COLUMN, LONDON.
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From the wreck of years I stand,
Still awaiting thy command,
Praying that each hour may be
Given to thy God by thee.
SUNDIAL, OLD COVENT GARDEN.
Date, the reign of James II.
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Ho, spendthrift, take a look at time,
’Tis more than gold you squander,
For hours men waste when in their prime,
Cast shadows like Sol yonder.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 18th CENTURY.
]
A riddle I will put to thee:
Who gives thee years yet takes of thine?
Who lends thee most when he robs thee?
You’ve guessed, no doubt—’tis Father Time.
SUNDIAL ON BEDALE CHURCH, DARLINGTON.
Date, 1750.
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We promise great things for the morrow,
No matter how bright the sun’s ray;
But oft we’re defeated by sorrow,
So why not fulfil them to-day.
SUNDIAL IN THE GROUNDS OF BROUGHTON HALL, Nr. BANBURY.
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“A stitch taken in time saves nine,”
Not so with each hour that I mark;
These increase on this dial mine,
And you lose what I gain ’til dark.
SUNDIAL ON SHEEPSTOR CHURCH, DARTMOOR.
Date 1640.
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’Tis not enough to simply be,
Leaving work undone,
Nor yet to live continually,
Basking in the sun.
SUNDIAL AT BASLOW, DERBYSHIRE.
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Visit me, thou light of heaven,
Grant men time to know;
Let the hours be surely given,
To the world below.
SUNDIAL AT MILLRIGG CULGAITH, Nr. PENRITH.
Date 17th Century.
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Like the bee and ant, go learn
How the seasons take their turn;
Never waste an hour of sun,
’Til the harvest’s fully won.
SUNDIAL AT HILLSIDE, NEW YORK.
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Follow not the idle crowd,
Ever fickle, ever loud;
Keep thou to the best of all,
Hark to Nature, hear her call.
SUNDIAL IN THE GARDEN OF AN OLD COTTAGE AT CHORLEY WOOD.
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No man e’er lived to truly say,
“I’ve made the most of every day.”
So let this cheer in work undone
To feel you’ve made the most of some.
SUNDIAL OF CHARLES II., WINDSOR, 1660.
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I cannot move, I have no power,
But yet I give a sign each hour.
I cannot talk, perhaps ’tis well,
But without speech the time I tell.
SUNDIAL AT BLACKWELL MILL, DARLINGTON.
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Scorn to have it of thee said,
Ere sun had set, he went to bed,
When morning light had lit the skies,
He from his couch had failed to rise.
SUNDIAL AT AIRTH, STIRLINGSHIRE, SCOTLAND. Date 1697.
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Time dogs us always by the heel,
Making each mortal man to feel,
Present and mightier than all powers,
Those spectres of our mis-spent hours.
SUNDIAL ON GRACE CHURCH, MERCHANTVILLE, NEW JERSEY, U.S.A.
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He tempers the steel to its use,
He fashions the clay to design;
But man ever rusts through abuse,
Disfigures the vase he calls mine.
SUNDIAL 19th CENTURY.
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If men rest in the arms of time;
O then, what of the strength of mine?
For every man doth surely know,
Time carried with one arm I show.
SUNDIAL IN MARSDEN PARK, NELSON.
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If but ye sun would always shine,
I’d never cease to mark ye time;
And yet if it were ever so,
Ye time ye would not care to know.
SUNDIAL AT MOUNT MELVILLE, Nr. St. ANDREWS, SCOTLAND.
Date 1788.
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Our life is like a bridge,
That spans Time’s ancient river,
We leave of earth one ridge,
Then cross to earth for ever.
SUNDIAL, 17th CENTURY.
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From ye dial learn ye hours,
From ye mirror learn ye years;
But length of life learn from ye flowers,
How short our time appears.
SUNDIAL OF CHARLES DICKENS, GADSHILL.
Date 1793.
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Men cannot simply happy be,
Through having of mere property,
For joys come not from what we own,
But wealth of character alone.
SUNDIAL FROM PEMBROKESHIRE.
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Ere shadows form upon my dial,
Birds from sleep awaken,
Fearing lest the sun should smile,
In hours not overtaken.
SUNDIAL IN CHURCHYARD AT CASTLETON, DERBYSHIRE.
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Husband each departing ray,
Chances that the sun has given,
For to make of hours to-day
A life acceptable for Heaven.
SUNDIAL IN THE “DANE JOHN” GARDENS, CANTERBURY.
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If with mortal men were power,
To count their blessings every hour,
All would very soon agree,
How few their troubles seemed to be.
SUNDIAL AT MINSTER, ISLE OF SHEPPEY.
Date 1641.
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If a shadow hides the sundial
Just like a cloud o’er love;
E’en though it lasts a little while,
’Twill very soon remove.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
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The sun each day scarce rises in its might
When, lo! too soon appears a sunset bright.
So, as a child, we scarce the light have seen,
E’er for each one, life’s sunset draws a screen.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
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There are hours for work and hours for play,
And hours appointed for men to pray;
But the hours we love, come, truly say,
Are hours for rest at the end of day.
SUNDIAL IN TURKEY.
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I have so often heard men say,
We will do this another day.
When all the while life’s dying spark,
Was doomed to leave them in the dark.
SUNDIAL AT SELBOURNE.
Date about 1760.
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With the memory there is power
To re-create the fleeting hour;
O careful, then, all men should be
That they each hour shall wish to see.
SUNDIAL ON YORK MINSTER.
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The day was given to enjoy,
And hours to usefully employ;
But men were never meant to be
Slaves to seconds continually.
SUNDIAL IN THE TEMPLE GARDENS, LONDON.
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Mark well the hours of the day,
Note well each fleeting year,
And never let time slip away,
Through idleness or fear.
SUNDIAL IN CHURCHYARD, ROXBURGH PARK, HARROW-ON-THE-HILL.
Date 1725.
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Do not let it e’er be said,
He never earned his daily bread;
Like a drone within the hive,
He lived by others when alive.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
]
If the time ye cannot mark,
Never grumble at the dark;
For if days were bright, each one,
All would weary of the sun.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
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Yonder bird that ever crows,
Nought of seconds or minutes knows,
Hours alone the knave doth tell,
And even these he keeps not well.
SUNDIAL IN CHURCHYARD AT CHILHAM, KENT.
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Law and order all obey,
Do not then this truth gainsay;
For in use of sordid pelf,
Thou are such unto thyself.
SUNDIAL ON A BRIDGE, PHILADELPHIA, U.S.A.
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If life’s shadows sadden you,
Painting all in darkest hue,
Still remember every one,
Is regulated by the sun.
SUNDIAL IN ILFORD CEMETERY.
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As the tolling of a bell,
Proclaims a life that ends,
So I, though silently, do tell
The death of hours God sends.
SUNDIAL AT FEROX HALL, TONBRIDGE.
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Into the darkest corner of our lives
Oft times a sunbeam darts;
Then straight within the breast fond hope revives;
Dull care, repulsed, departs.
SUNDIAL AT SMEETH.
Date 1826.
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There is just enough light for the task of to-day,
To-morrow’s never could hold it;
Go, then, work with a will and with strength while you may,
For life is just what you mould it.
SUNDIAL.
Dated 1740.
]
We live by each kind action,
And die by those of hate;
Then let no day or fraction
Show worthless estimate.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
A girl’s life without love,
And a dial without light,
Are as hopeless I’d prove
As a man without sight.
SUNDIAL AT HARWORTH, DARLINGTON.
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Build not on the morrow,
Sufficient for the day,
Anxiety brings sorrow,
No matter what men say.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
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I’m never in a hurry,
Neither time I lose;
Our life’s too short to worry,
And hours to misuse.
SUNDIAL OVER CHURCH PORCH, STOKE ALBANY, NORTHANTS.
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Hide not thy face
Too soon dark falls,
Send saving grace,
And hear our calls.
SUNDIAL FROM CONNECTICUT, U.S.A.
]
It is still day,
’Twill soon be night,
Work then, and pray,
To live aright.
SUNDIAL AT PACKWOOD, WARWICKSHIRE.
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Time rules this earth,
With stern decree,
That all we’re worth,
Shall forfeit be.
SUNDIAL, LATE 18th CENTURY.
]
Go your own way,
Leave me to mine,
Yet think some day,
Upon my sign.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
]
Long may you live,
Happy may you be,
May the hours move slowly,
And from care be free.
SUNDIAL AT THE GRANGE, CALNE, WILTS.
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Make the most of everything,
Gather each day’s plums;
Hours and minutes soon take wing,
To-morrow never comes.
SUNDIAL AT SHRUBLANDS.
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He who hesitates is lost,
Time’s too short to falter,
Be thou wise and count the cost,
Nor ever wish to alter.
SIR CHRISTOPHER WREN’S SUNDIAL, ST. PAUL’S CATHEDRAL, LONDON.
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I greet old faces with a smile,
Recall the fleeting years,
And point to hours upon my dial,
Authors of hopes and fears.
SUNDIAL AT KINGSTON LACY.
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A cunning workman fashioned me,
To tell the time of day.
Unless a fool should alter me,
I’ll never go astray.
SUNDIAL AT ENFIELD PARK.
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Remember ever when you’re late,
Causing other men to wait,
You responsible shall be,
For your unpunctuality.
SUNDIAL IN THE GROUNDS OF THE HOSPICE OF ST. CROSS, WINCHESTER.
]
Ye bright sun and ye shade,
Show how true I am made;
And my lines, every one,
Are all evenly done.
SUNDIAL AT BATTLE ABBEY, HASTINGS.
]
By time you must measure,
Your work and your pleasure,
So be fair with each hour,
Nor abuse thy great power.
SUNDIAL AT SUDBROOKE.
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Our life is short,
So be thou kind,
For no man ought,
To anger find.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
Love rules the world,
Turns night to day,
When hate is hurled
Far, far away.
SUNDIAL AT MONKEND, YORKSHIRE.
]
Idle not thy time away,
We are all known by our work,
And if toil we fear to-day,
Extra tasks next morn we shirk.
SUNDIAL AT LITTLE MALVERN.
]
Wherever shadows do appear
Be sure there’s always sun,
And every doubt and every fear
Must vanish one by one.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
If on looks ye build, my lass,
Learn like a shadow they must pass,
Affect not then at all surprise,
For in my face a fortune lies.
SUNDIAL AT CHILVESTER LODGE, CALNE, WILTS.
Date 1754.
]
Since theft by all is judged a crime,
Who will excuse poor Father Time,
For since this world saw light hath he,
Pilfered and stole continually.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
Be cheerful under adverse showers,
Honest, bright, and full of fun;
For our fellow-men, like flowers,
Ever turn towards the sun.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
If you would retrieve time lost,
Sacrifice some hours of play;
Remember life exceeds all cost,
And night soon ends each day.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
In hope man hurries on his way,
To work his will ere close of day,
Remembering always, with a sigh,
How swift the hours and minutes fly.
SUNDIAL AT STANTON ST. QUINTIN, CHIPPENHAM, WILTS.
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At even’ ere the sun be set,
While golden twilight lingers yet—
Before night’s hours do intervene,
A brighter light is often seen.
CANNON SUNDIAL, BELONGING TO THE SULTAN OF MOROCCO.
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Like a warrior take a look,
Ever bringing time to book,
For he’ll take thee unaware,
If no hours ye mark with care.
SUNDIAL IN GARDENS OF QUEEN MARY’S HOME, WHITSTABLE.
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Roses all the year I grow,
And with such I never part,
For though seasons come and go,
Roses bloom within my heart.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY, LATEST PATTERN.
]
There is nothing that’s new under the sun,
Such a statement is truly sublime;
Then boast not ideas, original one,
When unknown are the annals of Time
SUNDIAL, COOKHAM, BERKS.
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Go, live thy life, enjoy the day,
Those happy hours that swiftly fly;
Yet learn thou from each sunset ray
To live, remembering all must die.
SUNDIAL AT BALCARRES HOUSE, FIFESHIRE.
]
Learn thou surely from the past,
What thou to-day should’st be;
Thus shall thine own records last,
And others learn from thee.
SUNDIAL AT GOLDER’S GREEN.
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Clouds that veil life’s sky give pain,
Dull the vision, clog the hour;
But all clouds condense in rain,
And bring a blessing with the shower.
SUNDIAL AT LEWANNICK, LANCASTER, ENGLAND.
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All things must die,
’Tis God’s behest;
Then never sigh,
He calls it rest.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
That friends are rare
All men agree;
Yet I will swear
I’m true to thee.
SUNDIAL AT HAMPTON COURT, LONDON.
]
Keep sorrow for to-morrow,
Do not spoil to-day,
For those who wait, it will abate,
And soon fly fast away.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
]
To those who would marry,
Like day, do not tarry,
For he hastes in his flight,
To be wed with the night.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 18th CENTURY.
]
Read the riddle that I’ve found,
Come, answer it to me,
What is it travels o’er new ground,
And old continually?
SUNDIAL AT SOUTH PLACE, CALNE, WILTS.
]
One rival only do I fear,
Ignored e’en now by man,
Nature, that tells the time of year,
By many a varying plan.
SUNDIAL, 17th CENTURY.
]
If but the sun would always shine
You’d have perpetual motion.
The shadow on this dial mine,
Would claim it like the ocean.
SUNDIAL AT TIDESWELL, DERBYSHIRE.
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Let not your wrath outstay the sun,
For He who fashioned everyone
Has said that He will never be,
A friend to those in enmity.
A CANNON SUNDIAL AT THE ARSENAL, FRANKFORD, PENNSYLVANIA, U.S.A.
]
Wait not for the sun to shine;
Should there be a cloud or rain,
By the forelock take thou Time,
Haste away and call again.
SUNDIAL AT BUXTON, NORFOLK.
]
A work well begun is half done,
This motto we will not mend,
But add that hours of play are won
When the hours of toil we end.
SUNDIAL AT NEASHAM, DURHAM.
]
O, speed ye hours of dark away,
Give place to hours of sun;
I only live while it is day,
And die when night doth come.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 18th CENTURY.
]
If life’s labours weary you,
Casting shade on days of grace,
Try and keep in each hour new,
Like the sun, a smiling face.
SUNDIAL AT MARTOCK, SOMERSET.
]
Traveller think,
Yet do not remain,
But ere you go,
Just think again.
SUNDIAL AT KIRKLEES PARK, BRIGHOUSE, YORKSHIRE.
]
Your servant, sir,
I’m never late;
Do not demur,
I’m up to date.
SUNDIAL AT HARROW SCHOOL, HARROW.
Date 1869.
]
Let each day begin with praise
To thy God on high;
Like the birds, fresh anthems raise
E’er the day doth die.
SUNDIAL AT TRELLECH, TINTERN, MONMOUTHSHIRE.
Date 1648.
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Would’st thou prolong thy life?
Live not too fast;
Seek not to-morrow’s cares
Before to-day’s are past.
SUNDIAL AT THE PALACE OF QUIRINAL, ROME.
Date 1718.
]
A little time and you shall see
This shadow’s journeyed on my dial;
But though you gaze full hard at me,
You cannot mark me move the while.
SUNDIAL FROM AN OLD CURIOSITY SHOP, LONDON.
]
Like a coin each day is made,
From darkest night till morn,
For when its worth is duly paid,
We pass it and ’tis gone.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
If death doth seem a tragedy,
And men esteem it such;
Then make sweet life a comedy,
Nor fret thou over much.
SUNDIAL, BROWNSEA CASTLE, DORSET.
]
Ho! all gardeners find
Your forks and your spades;
For the sun has consigned,
This shade to the shades.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
Spend each hour as best you may—
Life is full of sorrow,
And the roses of to-day
Live but through the morrow.
SUNDIAL AT PRESTBURY, ENGLAND.
]
Though Heaven is our home,
We pilgrims have no option,
Whilst we are here, but roam
O’er the land of our adoption.
SUNDIAL AT KILRAVOCK CASTLE, SCOTLAND.
]
Life’s a bubble some men say,
Who never look at me;
It may be so to fools, but know
Life’s stern reality.
SUNDIAL, 17th CENTURY.
]
I view the early dawn,
Endure the heat of day,
And hours of night till morn
Watch silently away.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
Be like a cork on the ocean
Of Time’s unlimited span,
And though troubles may sink hold the notion,
To rise up again the same man.
SUNDIAL AT CASTLE HOUSE, CALNE, WILTS.
]
Everyone I’d have you know,
Some day must a journey go,
But, like me, not all come round,
To follow the paths they’ve proved so sound.
SUNDIAL AT THE CHÂTEAU DE TOURNEUELLES, FRANCE.
]
Come, follow me,
And you shall see,
The morning dawn,
And shadows flee.
SUNDIAL AT ST. ANNE’S, TINTERN, MONMOUTHSHIRE.
Date 1680.
]
Attend to your work,
’Tis ever best,
For others will shirk,
Where there’s no zest.
SUNDIAL 17th CENTURY.
]
The man who lets these hours decay,
With charity undone,
May want a friend another day,
And fail to find e’en one.
SUNDIAL IN THE BOTANICAL GARDENS, OXFORD.
]
Good health to enjoy ye hour,
And some strength to improve it,
Let shadows no sweetness sour,
Whilst my gnomon can move it.
SUNDIAL AT HARTBURN, NORTHUMBERLAND.
]
Keep your eyes well open,
Never miss a chance,
Trust to me to holpen,
All who at me glance.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
O fear not the sun,
But fear ye the shade,
For hours when run,
Are never re-made.
SUNDIAL AT HEDSOR.
]
Go, mortals, live,
Do not exist,
Take all I give,
Let naught be missed.
SUNDIAL AT WILMSLOW, CHESHIRE.
]
The same to all,
The good and bad,
What e’er befall,
You’ve all I had.
SUNDIAL AT PATRINGTON, YORKSHIRE.
]
May the hours be golden,
Free from care’s alloy.
And whilst they are holden,
May they never cloy.
SUNDIAL AT THELWALL.
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To-morrow if we live,
To-day before we die,
Make most of time I give,
For hours swiftly fly.
SUNDIAL AT THE PALACE SCHWERIN.
]
To the history of this world,
We contribute all,
And since Time must be unfurled,
Let no act appal.
SUNDIAL AT GRAYHOUSE, DUNDEE, SCOTLAND.
]
They who drive true love away,
Causing often sorrow,
Soon on bended knee shall pray,
His return some morrow.
SUNDIAL, 17th CENTURY, at BUEN RETIRO, CHURRIANA, Nr. MALAGA.
]
A shadow of a shadow,
A fraction men call time,
Yet from this shade go borrow,
A wisdom all sublime.
SUNDIAL IN YEW AND CUT BOX.
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Some men the night do fear,
While others dread the day,
But he who shuns the year,
Time help him pass away.
SUNDIAL AT BRYMPTON, Nr. YEOVIL.
]
Who knows each mark upon my face,
Ye sunny hours do plan,
Or who can tell each line of shade,
Not man—not man.
SUNDIAL AT WROXTON ABBEY, OXFORDSHIRE.
]
O live not to the minute,
Keep some time well reserved,
Thus fates through life they spin it,
Ne’er cut it unobserved.
SUNDIAL ON THE MARKET CROSS, WOODSTOCK.
]
Consult this dial and you see,
A cause for fresh alarm,
Learn safety knows no certainty,
Save strength of thy right arm.
SUNDIAL IN THE GARDENS OF THE BISHOP’S PALACE, CHICHESTER.
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It is given to each one,
To rise above the ills of life,
And of trials there are none,
That are unconquerable in strife.
SUNDIAL AT NEWBATTLE, SCOTLAND.
Date 1635.
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Time may change the hearts of men,
But not the record of their lives;
For when they are perished, then
All their history survives.
SUNDIAL AT BROMBOROUGH HALL, CHESHIRE.
]
Love like the tide may ebb and may flow,
May fail in fond endeavour.
But love that is true I’d have you know,
Like time, lives on for ever.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
]
O never meet this life’s reverses,
With idle words or foolish curses,
But strive to prove that each one blesses,
All thy endeavours to successes.
SUNDIAL AT HICKORY GROUND. BALTIMORE, MARYLAND, U.S.A.
]
Though some look forward, some look back,
And others mark the present,
I leave to Fate all chance attack,
Keep working and look pleasant.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
If me with life you would compare,
Every minute takes its share,
O suffer then no time to be
Wasted or misused by thee.
SUNDIAL AT MELLOR, DERBYSHIRE.
]
Ever let each rainbow prove,
God’s eternal, God is love,
And for hours of light you see,
Praise His name continually.
SUNDIAL AT MARKET HARBOROUGH.
]
Where are those who went before?
And where are hours past?
Departed they return no more,
So long as time may last.
SUNDIAL IN THE GARDEN OF THE BISHOP’S PALACE, CANTERBURY.
]
At the breaking of the day,
We seldom think of night,
And till childhood’s passed away,
Death seldom looms in sight.
SUNDIAL IN WESTBOURNE PARK ROAD, LONDON. Date 1850.
]
With an iron rod I mark
Every sunny hour till dark,
With a rod of iron, too,
Every hour marks all you do.
SUNDIAL, COOKHAM, BERKSHIRE.
18th Century.
]
Go, live as long as you can,
Love for ever and aye;
Be kind to every man,
For life soon passes away.
SUNDIAL ON BISHOP FOX’S TOWER, FARNHAM, SURREY.
]
Whither wend ye, Sir, to-day,
What about the hour;
Tarry not too long away,
From thine ancestral tower.
SUNDIAL AT SHIRLEY.
]
Forgotten, yet recorded,
Reminder of the past,
Each hour from life defrauded,
Thou showest us at last.
SUNDIAL ON JOHN KNOX’S HOUSE.
Date 1565.
]
Blame not the hour,
For God’s bright sun,
Gave you like power
This course to run.
SUNDIAL AT PORT SUNLIGHT.
]
O mourn not the old,
But rejoice in the new,
For hours that I hold,
Are gifts good and true.
SUNDIAL ON IMPERIAL HOTEL, SOUTHAMPTON ROW, LONDON.
]
Do not think me solemn,
For I am full of fun,
The hours when bright I hold them,
When dark I mark not one.
SUNDIAL AT MOOR PARK, HERTS.
]
Let mirth give place to sorrow,
Time is with you yet.
Live, for a to-morrow,
May never dawn or set.
SUNDIAL ON A HOUSE, HEATH DRIVE, WEST HAMPSTEAD.
]
The wisest saying if unheard,
Is like this hour unseen,
And idle years that mark no word,
Or time, need not have been.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
To stop a trouble on the way,
Go meet the same at break of day,
For like a snowball trouble grows,
Each hour it moves, each step it goes.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 17th CENTURY.
]
Be brave, be strong,
It is not long,
Ere you shall see
All troubles flee.
SUNDIAL IN BIDSTONE CHURCHYARD, CHESHIRE. Date 1733.
]
Old friends are best,
Time tells us so,
Hark his request,
No further go.
SUNDIAL ON AN HOTEL, HAMPSTEAD HEATH. Date 1875.
]
O regulate your lives,
Come order them by me,
For he grows rich and thrives,
Who husbands hours men see.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
We both await the hour,
Time we cannot hurry,
Whilst we’ve life and power,
Let us cease from worry.
SUNDIAL ON A COTTAGE IN NORMANDY.
]
I never miss my mark,
Or wander from the track,
For when ’tis grown too dark,
I wait ’til day comes back.
SUNDIAL AT BIDDULPH, STAFFORDSHIRE.
Date 16th Century.
]
To-morrow and to-morrow,
Every mortal cries;
All from the future borrow,
Forgetting how time flies.
SUNDIAL ON LELANT CHURCH, CORNWALL.
]
He who thinks to kill ye hour,
Over-estimates his power,
For although he hath the will,
Time alone exists to kill.
SUNDIAL AT ASTBURY, CHESHIRE.
]
Love alone outlives our day,
Vanquishing e’en time,
For when we have passed away,
’Tis found in halls sublime.
SUNDIAL ON PENN CHURCH, BUCKINGHAMSHIRE.
]
Dissolved ’tis possible men may be,
In mind and matter eternally,
But things created here below,
A future resurrection show.
SUNDIAL AT ALDINGTON HALL, KENT.
]
If ’tis earlier than you thought,
Use time’s balance as you ought,
Waste not hours that you need,
To further work you fain would speed.
SUNDIAL AT MORDEN COLLEGE, BLACKHEATH. Date 1695.
]
Live, like me, in the present,
Dwell not on the past,
Your life will be more pleasant,
And hours longer last.
SUNDIAL, 19th CENTURY.
]
From the dial learn content,
And many other virtue,
For the hours were never meant,
To fashion things to hurt you.
SUNDIAL, EARLY 17th CENTURY.
]
Here a little, and there a little,
Upon this dial mine,
The hours from life I whittle,
Line upon line.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
]
Remember me in all you do,
Whilst time is with us yet,
Let this a warning be to you,
Do not forget.
SUNDIAL ON YE OLDE WHITECHAPEL, WHITCLIFF, CLECKHEATON,
YORKSHIRE.
]
Mourn not ye hour, nor look sad,
Thy life won’t bear such masking,
God gave ye hours to make us glad,
With pleasure for ye asking.
SUNDIAL AT LLANTYSILIS, NORTH WALES.
]
Mark thou the shadow as it goes,
Right forward to the end,
Then learn the lesson that it shows,
All life must thither wend.
SUNDIAL, 18th CENTURY.
]
Time is speeding fast away,
Love waits not for ever,
Lads and lasses, mark I pray,
When ’tis now or never.
ORIGINAL SKETCH FOR A LEAP YEAR DIAL.
]
Listen to my simple rhyme,
Telling hapless maids the time,
How each February three years fled
Women all may ask to wed.
ADDITIONAL VERSES.
We cling to life for fear that we,
When life is gone should cease to be.
When the shadows flee away,
God give thee rest ’til break of day.
Without a pencil or a pen,
I trace the hours of light for men.
He only can be called a friend,
Who keeps the same unto the end.
The greatest maxim I can give,
Is make the most of hours you live.
I fear for thee, lest all hours given,
Pave not a road that leads to Heaven.
O blame not time if thou art poor,
For who knows what it holds in store.
Fresh hours and troubles never greet,
Ere you have spent these moments sweet.
Second by second each hour is paid,
And little by little fortunes are made.
Life is a wind, a shadow, and dust,
Man is a mortal and perish he must.
Two forces man may not deride,
The flight of time and strength of tide.
First recognize that life is short.
Then live each day as all men ought.
God through the senses gives to all,
Proofs of time’s flight men may recall.
None so blind as those who will not see,
Remember this when next you look at me.
Hours there are most men would recall,
But few of us ask the return of them all.
O never fear an hour of loss,
That takes its shadow from the cross.
Passenger, follow my flight and know,
A journey like me you soon must go.
Live, O live, to all I cry,
Live, remembering ye must die.
Just like the clouds I too drift by,
Formed and reformed incessantly.
Mortal, ever strive to learn,
Thou art from dust, and must return.
Through the hours of life men should,
Learn to take bad with the good.
Since life’s as short as all men say,
Mortal, do not waste a day.
Early to bed and early to rise,
Sees the sun set and lighten the skies.
A good-bye never, mortals, say,
Since we must meet another day.
Ere thy sunny hours do cease,
Patience learn and be at peace.
Remember whilst you have your prime,
To get good value for your time.
Note ye blessings that I bring,
Ere these fleeting hours take wing.
Since no man e’er can live for naught,
See that you live e’en as you ought.
Hour by hour I yearly strive,
To show to men this dial’s alive.
If life’s chances you ignore,
Blame but yourself when you are poor.
O haste before the end of day
Impedes your work or stops your play.
O happy land rejoice and sing,
God bless the day, long live the King.
Have patience like me, and never complain,
When asked the same question again and again.
Our life’s a bubble, hold it who can,
For it goes with the wind, like the breath of man.
Troubles, what are they? Clouds that must come,
Blessings disguised, experience the sum.
O strive each man like new mown hay,
To hold those gifts that pass away.
I live in the present, a past I recall,
But my future depends on the strength of this wall.
Haste, O haste, for ’twill soon be to-morrow,
And hours that we waste bring days of sorrow.
Good fortune, like these hours, will soon be past,
So make the most of such while it doth last.
He who made the sun, made too the shade,
Let not life’s shadows anyone hide Him who made.
Since He who gives can also take away,
Let every man who lives go watch and pray.
Within the sight of all I hourly stand,
To praise, reproach, and teach throughout the land.
Go, take your time is truly said,
For we when gone are a long while dead.
Let thy thoughts now dwell on the present you see,
Not a past or a future continually.
Year in, year out, silent the hours of day I tell,
Nor vex like noisy clock or loudly chiming bell.
Hours misspent I’d liken to weeds,
With minutes for roots and seconds for seeds.
He who starts each day with doubts or fears,
Seldom smiles and is full of tears.
A circle, a gnomon, a shadow, a look,
Are worth more to men than the leaves of a book.
Time tests our friends, and soon doth teach
The value of their love and speech.
Frail mortal, tell me, who hath power
To stop ye tide or check ye hour?
He is thrice wise, and he thrice blessed,
Who portions out work, play, and rest.
Though clouds may dull both hour and day,
Love like the sun endures for aye.
Time tests our friends and soon doth show
Which is the friend and which the foe.
Death can never lose its sting,
Whilst we fear time on the wing.
I live an example to man and youth,
Of patient consistence, brightness, and truth.
He who waits for something to turn up,
Fills not the platter nor yet the cup.
The sun, the source of heat and light,
Gives flowers their scent and colour bright.
They the thread of life entangle,
Who guilty are of endless wrangle.
What’s the time? Come, why do you ask?
Is it to start or end your task?
The thread of life, though thick and strong,
Fates shall sever for thee ere long.
Who goes early to bed and early to rise,
Needs naught but the sun to lighten the skies.
Go, live and let live while you’ve power,
For life is but a thing of hour.
What we sow in time we reap in Eternity,
Seek help then Divine, Christian fraternity.
No man may ever my hours deride,
Who has lost by such, train, horse, or tide.
The age of this dial, who can compute it?
So hazard no guess for men to refute it.
Work so hard to-day that you
Will find the morrow with less to do.
Like the print of feet on the sand or snow,
This shadow reveals where the sun doth go.
Remember, an old age shall tell,
Of hours misspent and hours lived well.
If for you this hour prove late,
Do not hesitate or wait.
The most important thing on earth
Is of time to learn the worth.
Valued chances never waste
Through thoughtless and imprudent haste.
I tell the time of day, ’tis true,
Yet mind my business; pray, do you?
Time proves our work, so do not try
To hide your faults or time defy.
Remember when ’tis darkest night,
The dawn will shortly be in sight.
Hold not Thy hand, grant us’ true light,
Let Thy command make all things bright.
Thy neighbour’s landmark, so now mind,
Who moveth me a curse will find.
If, like some, I went the pace,
Who would study then my face.
A shadow rules our lives sublime,
And takes the ancient name of time.
Some men delight to weigh the showers,
But few attempt to weigh the hours.
Wait a moment never say,
When hours you mean, or chance the day.
Time was made for slaves, men say,
Yet free men ask the time of day.
Though every hour thou readest well,
Thy final hour thou canst not tell.
If of life you’d take your fill,
Never work another ill.
When the hours have ceased to run,
’Tis man, not Time, whose race is done.
Like smoke, my hours are quickly gone,
With only ashes left to mourn.
Scarce with a smile I greet anew,
Ere I do bid again adieu.
The shadows rise, the shadows fall,
Man sees but part, though God sees all.
Husband thy hours with due care,
For thus shalt thou extend the year.
I govern all things by a measure,
And keep the time in work and pleasure.
Learn to borrow of the sun,
Ere the night engulfs each one.
Without the light the sun doth give,
Not many men would care to live.
The hours and minutes I ever renew,
Like glorious rain or fall of the dew.
I work for the sun and man alone,
By marking the hours upon this stone.
Learn, like me, to waste no time,
Words are empty, actions climb.
Man made this dial, with gnomon to plan
A shadow in time to govern the man.
Go, save thy time and mend thy ways,
And thus prolong thy length of days.
Come, learn the hour I have to tell,
For like a friend I greet you well.
Mortal, mortal, tell me why,
You would live midst hours that die?
All men equality shall know,
When time for each has ceased to flow.
Go, use the time as all men ought,
A guide to life and food for thought.
The hours of life will soon be passed,
So live this day as if thy last.
With certain seasons there is power,
To alter the dials by minutes each hour.
Good work ennobles everyone,
And stands the test of time and sun.
Learn, dear child, this one great truth,
That all our love outlives our youth.
Thy days are numbered, but by me
Are only marked bright hours you see.
When on me the hour you find,
Traveller, traveller, know your mind.
Man’s greatest friend’s his mother,
Next this dial, then any other.
Since hours to come are all in sight,
O haste then while you have the light.
The shades of night shall end the day,
And drive the shade of light away.
Man how to spend these hours proposes.
But God alone my time disposes.
Mark my shadow ere ’tis past,
Not thy first, though chance thy last.
Like a builder work and pray
That all thy best outlives thy day.
Let progress be thy motto bright,
Forward thy watchword, while ’tis light.
Faith I teach through hours I give,
And men trust me while they live.
I show the road to health this way,
By ending work at close of day.
God’s greatest gift to man is thine,
To read the hour when sun doth shine.
The greatest conquerors in strife,
Is time, then love the light of life.
These hours that please or that pain,
Shall never by man be lived again.
Let not thoughts of time depress,
A heart that owes but thankfulness.
Shine, sun, and let thy radiance bright
Disperse the gloomy shades of night.
Time hastens on an end too near,
And friends grow dearer every year.
Should with this day a sorrow come,
All hours, remember, gladden some.
My shadow keeps the time-worn track,
Moving forward, but never back.
Our time’s so short that all men should,
Both start and end each day with good.
God fill thy cup brim full of joy,
And send thee hours that never cloy.
To-morrow, men too often say,
Forgetful that it is to-day.
By shadow through the sun’s bright rays,
Every day God’s name I praise.
Leave sometimes the cares that kill,
Seek the wood and seek the rill.
Procrastination is a thief,
That robs us of a pledged relief.
Where the light of heaven rules,
Time’s neglected but by fools.
Go, kill the hour and waste the day,
But count the forfeit you must pay.
Behold my shadow on this wall,
Warning to some and guide to all.
Amidst the flowers of earth I stand,
Ever at the sun’s command.
I bring life and I bring breath,
I bring shade and I bring death.
Hours that come are hours that go,
Waste not then the hours I show.
Gold that called me into being,
Cannot regulate time fleeing.
With my gnomon I have power,
To mark ye sun and tell ye hour.
I remind of what is best,
Hours of work and hours of rest.
Without the sun I silent keep,
Ever watchful, ne’er asleep.
Ere each day doth end Time’s path,
Gather up some aftermath.
When the clouds of life have gone,
Sun remains for every one.
On your behalf the hours I tell,
For others, too, who note me well.
No one shall ever say of me,
I marked a clouded hour to thee.
Let the morrow ever find,
You’ve advanced, not lagged behind.
Like me, go work without a fuss,
For we are labourers, both of us.
Time passes silently away,
By minutes, hours, and then the day.
Let sun’s declining rays now teach,
A greater lesson than I preach.
Come, mortal, own this hour to be,
A gift to frail humanity.
Care and fear storm clouds never,
Hide the sun for long or ever.
True love, a circle, and the sun,
Are not excelled, own equals none.
He indeed shall happy be,
Who makes the most of hours you see.
If time by speech I could but tell,
You, noisy cockerel, I’d excel.
Each one alive some folk deride,
And even me when sun doth hide.
Without ye gnomon who can tell,
Upon this dial where sunlight fell?
Good luck, just like a summer’s sun,
Lies in the path of everyone.
Man need never darkness know,
Who early to rise and sleep doth go.
Traveller, take a look and see,
I change each minute more than thee.
With the rising sun I wake,
And side by side our course we take.
To-day is thine what God hath given,
To-morrow may be first day’s heaven.
He who sleeps both night and day,
The cost of idleness must pay.
To waste thy time is bad enough,
But that of others, mortal, rough.
Man, treat me with reverence,
With time there’s no severance.
I mark the hours as they come,
But weary no man with the sum.
Know the hour and thy mind,
Thus fresh power you will find.
Mark this hour and ere it dies,
Let thy heart to Heaven rise.
I am governed by the light,
Man a shadow ’til the night.
He who notes not hours or days,
Time shall suddenly amaze.
In your joy or in your sorrow,
Sympathy from me come borrow.
I’ve been ever taught to prove,
Time’s eternal, so is love.
I live a parable to all,
Who note my shadow on this wall.
I do my duty and I mark,
The hours and minutes until dark.
Pass on, like me, and let the day,
Help thee further on thy way.
Find in me a faithful friend,
True and steadfast to the end.
If but rightly understood,
All God’s earthly gifts are good.
Since Nature doth the seasons show,
I only mark the hours that go.
Every hour, each plant and flower,
Gives reality to immortality.
I live for ever, having done
A work that’s worthy of the sun.
Act thou like a shaft of light,
Ere the chance is out of sight.
I am only in disgrace.
When the sun doth hide his face.
Some evil you indeed must flee,
If I become your enemy.
May thy record in Heaven,
Be like hours that I’ve given.
The bright days only I record,
But all are noted by the Lord.
Like the flowers, ever try
To catch the sun ere it go by.
Take thy pleasure when you may,
But to-day’s work do to-day.
An hour never try to kill,
For I can do that at my will.
About the day I will not jest,
But simply ask men for their best.
He who made me I will show,
Helped his fellows here below.
If from my shadow you can learn,
Do not then such wisdom spurn.
Like the bee, go, hourly strive,
Lest you find an empty hive.
I fly, I walk, I run, I crawl,
Yet own no wings or legs at all.
My dial is a picture rare,
On which the lives of all appear.
A clock or bell a lie may tell,
I never, if the sun shines well.
I’m fast to some,
Who’ve naught to come.
Ye sunniest hour,
Is ye life of a flower.
The greatest gift supernal,
Is love eternal.
Since I never lose,
A fresh excuse go choose.
Keep working,
No shirking.
The hours of night
Are well in sight.
Halt ye and learn,
Then quickly turn.
Speed high, speed low,
I swiftly go.
When night doth flee,
Men look at me.
Our end gets nearer.
And time grows dearer.
Ere the day doth flee,
Lord, remember me.
Go live thy day,
But watch and pray.
Go, mortals befriend,
Like me to the end.
At each daybreak,
My course I take.
Halt not or stay,
’Til close of day.
Ye hour of prayer,
Is always here.
Slow but sure,
Who wants more?
To enjoy thy days,
Heed thy ways.
Live and defy,
All hours that fly.
Mortal beware,
Of time take care.
Well done,
Go up one.
Time flies,
The day dies.
Sorrow and song,
I bear along.
What e’er betide,
Dear Lord provide.
Pray ye for light,
Pray ye aright.
The hours of day,
Soon pass away.
No rain, no flowers,
No sun, no hours.
Do not forget me,
Lest you regret me.
Though pace is slow,
Yet fast I go.
Go, know man time,
By gnomon mine.
Always using it,
Never abusing it.
A life well spent,
Brings no lament.
I only mark the time of day,
But man how much has passed away.
My hours used well are going to be,
Thy passport through eternity.
Learn, like me, to give and take,
In silence and no noise to make.
Ye watch this dial my speed to prove,
Yet cannot see me make a move.
Things come in cycles, so men say,
But who shall view a yesterday?
My use and value unto you,
Is gauged by what you have to do.
I regulate the lives of all,
That walk, or run, or fly, or crawl.
He the longest life shall live,
Who makes the most of hours I give.
The shades of night my dial enfold,
Like a story that is told.
Earn thou thy rest,
So shall each hour improved by thee,
Bring what is best continually.
INDEX TO PLACES.
The sundials all are faithfully represented; the drawings are to suit the book, thus the sundials are introduced into pictures drawn to harmonise with the verses, for the purpose of recording which this work has been compiled.
Abbeyfield, near Sheffield, 164
Abbotsford, Scotland, 246
Aberdour, Fife, 85
Airth, Stirlingshire, Scotland, 265
Aldeburgh, Suffolk, 234
Aldington, Kent, 243
Aldington, Kent, 393
Alloa, Scotland, 52
Appleby, Lincolnshire, 177
Ashleworth, Gloucestershire, 87
Ashurst, Kent, 40
Astbury, Cheshire, 391
Athens, 251
Aussee, Germany, 73
Badminton House, Gloucestershire, 83
Bakewell, Derby, 130
Balcarres House, Fifeshire, 320
Baltimore, Maryland, U.S.A., 369
Baslow, Derbyshire, 259
Bastal Hall, Kent, 200
Battle Abbey, Hastings, 305
Baverhaus, Germany, 142
Bedale, Darlington, 256
Bedford Bridge, 212
Berlin, 131
Biddulph, Staffordshire, 389
Bidstone, Cheshire, 385
Bishopstone, Sussex, 70
Blackheath, Morden College, Birmingham, Staffs, 394
Blackwell Mill, Darlington, 264
Bleadon, Somerset, 96
Bolton Abbey, Skipton, 128
Bridgewood, Columbia, 107
Bromborough Hall, Cheshire, 367
Brownsea Castle, Dorset, 179
Brownsea Castle, Dorset, 341
Brougham Hall, Westmorland, 241
Broughton, Banbury, 257
Brympton, near Yeovil, 362
Buen Retiro, Churriana, Malaga, 360
Buxton, Norfolk, 331
Calne, Wilts, 299
Calne, Wilts, 311
Calne, Wilts, 327
Calne, Wilts, 347
Cambridge, Christ’s College, 160
Cambridge, Queens’ College, 218
Cambridge, King’s College, 238
Canterbury, Kent, 274
Canterbury, Kent, 373
Carberry, Haddingtonshire, 207
Carlisle, Cumberland, 185
Castleton, Derbyshire, 273
Catterick, Yorkshire, 48
Cawston Lodge, Rugby, 225
Charterhouse, Godalming, Surrey, 206
Chartres, France, 36
Château de Josselin, France, 65
Château de Tournoeulles, France, 48
Cheesburn, Northumberland, 141
Chelsea, London, 112
Chichester, Sussex, 365
Chilham, Kent, 199
Chilham, Kent, 285
Chippenham, Wilts, 37
Chorley Wood, Herts, 214
Chorley Wood, Herts, 228
Chorley Wood, Herts, 262
City Temple, London, 116
Colsterworth, Grantham, 190
Compton Wynyates, Warwickshire, 108
Connecticut, U.S.A., 295
Cookham, Berkshire, 319
Cookham, Berkshire, 375
Covent Garden, 254
Curiosity Shop, 203
Curiosity Shop, 248
Curiosity Shop, 339
Dalston, Cumberland, 235
Darlington, Durham, 161
Denton, near Canterbury, 39
Derby, 236
Didsbury, Manchester, 172
Ditchingham, Norfolk, 252
Dover, 77
Dover, 89
Dover, 210
Dryburgh, Scotland, 53
Dryburgh, Scotland, 201
Dundee, Scotland, 359
Dutch Reform Church, New York, 110
Ecclesfield, Yorkshire, 45
Elmley, Worcestershire, 66
Enfield Park, Middlesex, 303
Farnham, Surrey, 376
Folkestone, Kent, 217
Fountainhall, Midlothian, 192
Frankford, Pennsylvania, U.S.A., 330
Fredricksberg, Virginia, 111
Gadshill, Gillingham, Kent, 271
German Town, Pennsylvania, 76
Glamis, Scotland, 195
Golder’s Green, London, 321
Gracechurch, New York, 193
Grafton Regis, Stony Stratford, 153
Great Edstone, Yorkshire, 44
Great Fosters, Egham, Surrey, 67
Greystoke, Cumberland, 126
Grittleton House, Chippenham, Wilts, 157
Gunnersbury, Middlesex, 167
Haddington, Scotland, 123
Hampstead Heath, London, 386
Hampstead West, London, 382
Hampton Court, London, 324
Harrow, Middlesex, 336
Hartburn, Northumberland, 352
Harworth, Darlington, 292
Hawkshead, Ambleside, Westmorland, 38
Hawkshead, Ambleside, Westmorland, 80
Haydon Bridge, Northumberland, 63
Hedsor, 354
Heriot’s Hospital, Scotland, 132
Hillside, New York, 261
Ilford, London, 287
Iniscaltra, Lough Derg, 99
Innes, Morayshire, Scotland, 226
Isel, Cockermouth, Cumberland, 182
John Knox’s House, 378
Kilmalkedar, Ireland, 109
Kilravock, Scotland, 344
Kingston Lacy, 302
Kirkdale, Yorkshire, 79
Kirklees, Brighouse, Yorkshire, 335
Kirk Maughold, Isle of Man, 196
Lainshaw, Ayrshire, Scotland, 211
Langford, Berks, 78
Laon, France, 105
Leap Year Dial, 401
Lee, Devon, 118
Lee, Lanarkshire, 163
Leighton Buzzard, Bedfordshire, 230
Lelant, Cornwall, 390
Leyburn, Yorkshire, 152
Leyland, Lancashire, 165
Lewannick, Lancaster, 322
Liberton, Midlothian, 150
Little Brighton, Northants, 151
Little Malvern, 309
Llantysilis, North Wales, 399
Louvres, Paris, 71
Lower Harlston, Northants, 240
Lydney, Gloucestershire, 47
Madeley, Shropshire, 223
Malvern, Worcester, 98
Market Harborough, Leicester, 372
Marsden Park, Nelson, Lancs., 268
Martock, Somerset, 334
Marwenstow, Cornwall, 119
Melbury, Dorsetshire, 50
Mellor, Derbyshire, 371
Merchantville, New Jersey, U.S.A., 266
Mersham, Kent, 56
Millrigg Culgaith, Penrith, 260
Minley Manor, 101
Minster, Isle of Sheppey, 184
Minster, Isle of Sheppey, 275
Moccas, Herefordshire, 237
Monkend, Yorkshire, 308
Monthey, Canton Valais, 58
Moor Park, Herts, 381
Morocco,316
Morristown, New Jersey, 191
Mount Melville, Scotland, 269
Neasham, Durham, 332
Newbattle, Scotland, 366
Newcastle-on-Tyne, 143
New York, 125
Normandy, 388
North Stoke, Oxfordshire, 104
Old Willesden, Middlesex, 140
Orchomenos, Boeotia, 122
Oxford, Oxfordshire, 93
Oxford, Oxfordshire, 147
Oxford, Oxfordshire, 351
Packwood, Warwickshire, 296
Patrington, Yorkshire, 356
Penn, Buckinghamshire, 392
Pennsylvania, U.S.A., 135
Pennsylvania, U.S.A., 227
Pembrokeshire, 272
Perivale, Middlesex, 144
Perth, Scotland, 133
Peterborough, Northampton, 180
Philadelphia, U.S.A., 286
Port Sunlight, 379
Potterspury, Stony Stratford, 175
Pra, The Riviera, 158
Prestbury, Gloucestershire or Macclesfield (Ches.), 343
Putney, London, 49
Rochester, Kent, 209
Rockingham, Uppingham, 171
Rome, 75
Rome, 250
Rome, 338
Rougemont, Switzerland, 100
Roxburgh Park, Harrow-on-Hill, 282
Rye, Sussex, 64
Rye, Sussex, 136
Sag Harbour, Long Island, U.S.A., 242
Salisbury, Wilts., 102
Sandringham, Norfolk, 198
Saul, Co. Down, Ireland, 154
Schwerin, 358
Scotscraig, Fifeshire, 61
Selborne, Alton, Staffs., 279
Seven Dials, London, 253
Sheepstor, Dartmoor, 258
Shenstone, Lichfield, 127
Shirley, Warwick, 377
Shrublands, 300
Smeeth, Ashford, Mersham, 289
Southampton Row, London, 380
St. Andrews, Fife, 138
St. Anne’s, Tintern, Monmouthshire, 349
Stanton St. Quintin, Chippenham, Wilts., 315
St. Barbara Mission, California, 148
St. Beat, Hautes Pyrenees, 186
Stoke Albany, Northants., 294
Stoke d’Abernon, Surrey, 124
St. Paul’s, London, 301
Stretton, Cheshire, 245
St. Sepulchre’s, Newgate Street, London, 222
Sudbrooke, Gloucester, 306
Temple, London, 204
Temple Gardens, London, 281
Thelwall, Warrington, 357
Thorpe Perrow, Yorkshire, 59
Thursley, Surrey, 224
Tideswell, Derbyshire, 329
Tonbridge, Kent, 288
Tongue, Sutherland, 139
Trellick, Tintern, Monmouthshire, 337
Tunbridge Wells, Kent, 60
Twickenham, 82
Upton, Northants., 81
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