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Full text of "New Poems And Variant Readings"

WHE& THE NUMBER OF MY YEARS 59
Fife, fife, into the golden air, O bird,
And sing the morning in ; For the old days are past
And new days begin.
NOW WHEN THE NUMBER OF MY YEARS
Now when the number of my years Is all fulfilled, and I From sedentary life Shall rouse me up to die,
Bury me low and let me He
Under the wide and starry sky.
Joying to live, I joyed to die,
Bury me low and let me He.
Clear was my soul, my deeds were free, Honour was called my name, I fell not back from fear Nor followed after fame.
Bury me low and let me He
Under the wide and starry sky.
Joying to live, I joyed to die,
Bury me low and let me lie.