Whilst round in wild rotations hurl'd,
These glittering forms I view,
Methinks the busy restless world
Is pictured in a few.
So may the busy world advance,
Since thus the Fates decree
It still may have its busy dance,
Whilst I retire with thee.
William Shenstone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/impromptu-to-miss-utrecia-smith/
