Epigram 12. To young Maides, translated out the 3. lib. De Arte Amandi

Venturae memores jam nunc estote senectae:
Sic nullum vobis Tempus abibit iners.
Dum licet, & veros etiam nunc editis annos,
Ludite: sunt anni more fluentis aquae.
Nec quae praeteriit rursum revocabitur unda:
Nec quae praeteriit hora redire potest.
Vtendum est aetate; cito pede labitur aetas:
Nec bona tam sequitur quam bona prima fuit.

Think often on old Age, and it's decayes,
And so you will not lose your flourishing dayes.
Whil'st you enjoy fit years, young wenches, play:
For years like speedy waters steal away.
Past streams will never be cal'd back again:
Nor will an hour return, though spent in vain.
Use youth, for it quickly away doth pass,
And time to come's not as the former was.
Thus far the Roman Poet. But alas
That book the cause of his exilement was:
And (if you follow the advise h'ath given)
'Twil work you a worse banishment from Heaven.