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LINES ON MY THIRTY-NINTH BIRTHDAY.
Ah me!—the moments will not stay!
Another year has rolled away;
And June (the second) scores the line
That tells me I am Thirty-nine!
Another year has rolled away;
And June (the second) scores the line
That tells me I am Thirty-nine!
As thus I haste the mile-stones by,
I mark the numbers with a sigh;
And yet 'tis idle to repine
I 've come so soon to Thirty-nine!
I mark the numbers with a sigh;
And yet 'tis idle to repine
I 've come so soon to Thirty-nine!
O, few that roam this world of ours,
To feel its thorns and pluck its flowers,
Have trod a brighter path than mine
From blithe thirteen to Thirty-nine!
To feel its thorns and pluck its flowers,
Have trod a brighter path than mine
From blithe thirteen to Thirty-nine!
Health, home, and friends, (life's solid part,)
A merry laugh, a fresh, young heart,
Poetic dreams, and love divine—
Have I not these at Thirty-nine?
A merry laugh, a fresh, young heart,
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Have I not these at Thirty-nine?
O Time!—forego thy wonted spite,
And lay thy future lashes light,
And, trust me, I will not repine
At twice the count of Thirty-nine!
And lay thy future lashes light,
And, trust me, I will not repine
At twice the count of Thirty-nine!
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