"Swift flies our time on pinions fleet, Like vapours on the breeze; The transient bliss we now call sweet, The passing moments seize. The gilded joy, the present hour, Soon wing themselves away; Departing like the fading flower That pleas'd us Yesterday."

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Source: William Muir (1818). “Poems on Various Subjects”, p.91

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William Muir

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William Muir was a naturalist and conservationist known for his advocacy of wilderness preservation and his influential writings on nature.

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