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ON REACHING FORTY, by            
First Line: Youth is no longer mine
Last Line: Weaving a play no human can fortell.
Subject(s): Middle Age


Youth is no longer mine;
Before me is the shine
Of death and meadows rich with asphodel.
Lonely I live and lonely I shall die;
For on the pages of my future lie
Shadows of crosses fashioned from men's hearts.
Thus living, I shall pay my debt to Hell,
Sowing the seed God put within my hand.
Death would be kinder, but the great command
Drives us like actors through our parts,
Weaving a play no human can fortell.





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