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William Makepeace Thackeray (Уильям Мейкпис Теккерей)


The Last Of May


By fate's benevolent award,
Should I survive the day,
I'll drink a bumper with my lord
Upon the last of May.

That I may reach that happy time
The kindly gods I pray,
For are not ducks and pease in prime
Upon the last of May?

At thirty boards, 'twixt now and then,
My knife and fork shall play;
But better wine and better men
I shall not meet in May.

And though, good friend, with whom I dine,
Your honest head is gray,
And, like this grizzled head of mine,
Has seen its last of May;

Yet, with a heart that's ever kind,
A gentle spirit gay,
You've spring perennial in your mind,
And round you make a May! 



William Makepeace Thackeray's other poems:
  1. The Minaret Bells
  2. The Rocks
  3. Larry O’Toole
  4. The King Of Brentford’s Testament
  5. Mrs. Katherine’s Lantern


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