Arthur Conan Doyle (Артур Конан Дойль)

«Songs of the Road» (1911). 27. Sexagenarius Loquitur

From our youth to our age
We have passed each stage
In old immemorial order,
From primitive days
Through flowery ways
With love like a hedge as their border.
Ah, youth was a kingdom of joy,
And we were the king and the queen,
When I was a year
Short of thirty, my dear,
And you were just nearing nineteen.
But dark follows light
And day follows night
As the old planet circles the sun;
And nature still traces
Her score on our faces
And tallies the years as they run.
Have they chilled the old warmth in your heart?
I swear that they have not in mine,
Though I am a year
Short of sixty, my dear,
And you are — well, say thirty-nine.

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2. «Songs of the Road» (1911). 9. The End
3. «Songs of the Road» (1911). 25. A Voyage
4. «Songs of the Road» (1911). 12. Bendy's Sermon
5. «Songs of the Road» (1911). 29. The Message

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