Surely the golden hours are turning gray
And dance no more, and vainly strive to run:
I see their white locks streaming in the wind—
Each face is haggard as it looks at me,<……
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MiddlemarchCHAPTER XLVIII.
Surely the golden hours are turning gray
And dance no more, and vainly strive to run:
I see their white locks streaming in the wind—
Each face is haggard as it looks at me,<……
BOOK I. MISS BROOKE.
BOOK II. OLD AND YOUNG.
BOOK III. WAITING FOR DEATH.
BOOK IV. THREE LOVE PROBLEMS.
BOOK V. THE DEAD HAND.
BOOK VI. THE WIDOW AND THE WIFE.
BOOK VII. TWO TEMPTATIONS.