The Human Seasons
The authors universal message is that life is brief. He conveys that although everyone's life is very different we all experience life in the same four stages or seasons.
"Four seasons fill the measure of the year."
"His lusty spring when fancy clear takes in all beauty."
"His summer when luxuriously spring's honied cud if youthful thought he loves."
"His winter too of pale misfeature."
The author mainly uses imagery throughout the entire poem although he does use personification once.
"Springs honied cud"
"When its wings he furleth close."
"Winter too of pale misfeature"