William Lisle Bowles

(1762 - 1850 / England)

Age - Poem by William Lisle Bowles

Age, thou the loss of health and friends shalt mourn!
But thou art passing to that night-still bourne,
Where labour sleeps. The linnet, chattering loud
To the May morn, shall sing; thou, in thy shroud,
Forgetful and forgotten, sink to rest;
And grass-green be the sod upon thy breast!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 16, 2010

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