Practice Typing

How long, unhappy. shall thy sorrows flow, And thy heart waste with life consuming woe. Mindless of food, or love, whose pleasing reign Soothes weary life, and softens human pain. O snatch the moments yet within thy power; Not long to live, indulge the amorous hour. Lo. Jove himself for Joves command I bear Forbids to tempt the wrath of heaven too far.