Many Days Have Come And Gone, Many Suns Have Set And Shone, Herrick, Since Thou Sang'St Of Wake, Morris-Dance And Barley-Break;-- Many Men Have Ceased From Care, Many Maidens Have Been Fair, Since Thou Sang'St Of Julia'S Eyes, Julia'S Lawns And Tiffanies;-- Many Things Are Past: But Thou, Golden-Mouth, Art Singing Now, Singing Clearly As Of Old, And Thy Numbers Are Of Gold!