William Ernest Henley (Уильям Эрнст Хенли)

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We shall surely die:
Must we needs grow old?
Grow old and cold,
And we know not why?

O, the By-and-By,
And the tale that’s told!
We shall surely die:
Must we needs grow old?

Grow old and sigh,
Grudge and withhold,
Resent and scold?…
Not you and I?
We shall surely die! 

1. Echoes. 30. Kate-a-Whimsies, John-a-Dreams
2. Rhymes and Rhythms. 13. Under a Stagnant Sky
3. Echoes. 27. She Sauntered by the Swinging Seas
4. Rhymes and Rhythms. 23. Here They Trysted, Here They Strayed
5. Rhymes and Rhythms. Epilogue

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