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First Line: A little more toward the light
Last Line: Belief with wishes.
Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin
Subject(s): Aging; Life

A little more toward the light.
Me miserum. Here's one that's white,
And one that's turning;
Adieu to song and "salad days."
My Muse, let's go at once to Jay's
And order mourning.
We must reform our rhymes, my dear,
Renounce the gay for the severe,--
Be grave, not witty;
We have no more the right to find
That Pyrrha's hair is neatly twined,
That Chloe's pretty.
Young Love's for us a farce that's played;
Light canzonet and serenade
No more may tempt us;
Gray hairs but in accord with dreams;
From aught but sour didactic themes
Our years exempt us.
"A la bonne heure!" You fancy so?
You think for one white streak we grow
At once satiric?
A fiddlestick! Each hair's a string
To which our graybeard Muse shall sing
A younger lyric.
Our heart's still sound. Shall "cakes and ale"
Grow rare to youth because we rail
At school-boy dishes?
Perish the thought! 'T is ours to sing,
Though neither Time nor Tide can bring
Belief with wishes.

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