Can u help? music without lyrics please....for this poem?

If all the world and love were young,

And truth in every shepherd's tongue,

These pretty pleasures might me move

To live with thee and be thy love.

Time drives the flocks from field to fold

When rivers rage and rocks grow cold,

And Philomel becometh dumb;

The rest complains of cares to come.

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields

To wayward winter reckoning yields;

A honey tongue, a heart of gall,

Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

The gowns, thy shoes, thy beds of roses,

Thy cap, thy kirtle, and thy posies

Soon break, soon wither, soon forgotten,鈥?

In folly ripe, in reason rotten.

Thy belt of straw and ivy buds,

Thy coral clasps and amber studs,

All these in me no means can move

To come to thee and be thy love.

But could youth last and love still breed,

Had joys no date nor age no need,

Then these delights my mind might move

To live with thee and be thy love.Can u help? music without lyrics please....for this poem?
The ABC song works too.Can u help? music without lyrics please....for this poem?
A good song would be seize the day by avenged sevenfold about one Minuit in (1:00)Can u help? music without lyrics please....for this poem?
I'm so sorry, this is not my subject at all, I admire people who can do this, but I'm not one of them. Classical guitar is my thing. Drawing and poetry are my worst subjects....when we play pictionary I'm the laughing stock....but loving criticism, they all say that I make it fun because no one can ever guess even what my stick men are, and when it comes to poetry, I couldn't rhyme two sentences together !!!!!!!!! Like I said I admire people who can do these things, it takes a lot of talent to do these things, and I'm lacking in both !!!!!!!!

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