But all the clocks in the city
Began to whirr and chime:
O let not Time deceive you,
You cannot conquer Time.
…
In headaches and in worry
Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
To-morrow or to-day.
From Before Sunrise, an excerpt of the W H Auden poem, “As I Walked Out One Evening“
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