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First Line: I saw the ramparts of my native land
Last Line: That was not a reminder of the end.
Alternate Author Name(s): Quevedo, Francisco Gomez De; Quevedo, Francisco De
Subject(s): Death; Decay; Omens; Dead, The; Rot; Decadence


I saw the ramparts of my native land,
One time so strong, now dropping in decay,
Their strength destroyed by this new age's way,
That has worn out and rotted what was grand.

I went into the fields: there I could see
The sun drink up the waters newly thawed,
And on the hills the moaning cattle pawed;
Their miseries robbed the day of light for me.

I went into my house: I saw how spotted,
Decaying things made that old house their prize.
My withered walking-staff had come to bend.
I felt the age had won; my sword was rotted,
And there was nothing on which to set my eyes
That was not a reminder of the end.





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