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AN OLD MAN TO AN OLD MADEIRA
When first you trembled at my kiss
And blushed before and after,
Your life, a rose 'twixt May and June,
Was stirred by breeze of laughter.
And blushed before and after,
Your life, a rose 'twixt May and June,
Was stirred by breeze of laughter.
I asked no mortal maid to leave
A kiss where there were plenty;
Enough the fragrance of your lips
When I was five-and-twenty.
A kiss where there were plenty;
Enough the fragrance of your lips
When I was five-and-twenty.
Fair mistress of a moment's joy,
We met, and then we parted;
You gave me all you had to give,
Nor were you broken-hearted!
We met, and then we parted;
You gave me all you had to give,
Nor were you broken-hearted!
For other lips have known your kiss,
Oh! fair inconstant lady,
While you have gone your shameless way
Till life has passed its heyday.
Oh! fair inconstant lady,
While you have gone your shameless way
Till life has passed its heyday.
And then we met in middle age,
You matronly and older;
And somewhat gone your maiden blush,
And I, well, rather colder.
You matronly and older;
And somewhat gone your maiden blush,
And I, well, rather colder.
And now that you are thin and pale,
And I am slowly graying,
We meet, remindful of the past,
When we two went a-maying.
And I am slowly graying,
We meet, remindful of the past,
When we two went a-maying.
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Alas! while you, an old coquette,
Still flaunt your faded roses,
The arctic loneliness of age
Around my pathway closes.
Still flaunt your faded roses,
The arctic loneliness of age
Around my pathway closes.
Dear aged wanton of the feast,
Egeria of gay dinners,
I leave your unforgotten charm
To other younger sinners.
Egeria of gay dinners,
I leave your unforgotten charm
To other younger sinners.
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