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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408523" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>39</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I only woke this morning<br>To find the world is fair—<br>I’m going on for forty,<br>With scarcely one grey hair;<br>I’m going on for forty,<br>Where man’s strong life begins,<br>With scarce a sign of crows’ feet,<br>In spite of all my sins.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then here’s the living Forties!<br>The Forties! The Forties!<br>Then here’s the living Forties!<br>We’re good for ten years more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The teens were black and bitter,<br>A smothered boyhood’s grave—<br>A farm-drudge in the drought-time,<br>A weary workshop slave.<br>But twenty years have laid them,<br>And all the world is fair—<br>We’ll find time in the Forties,<br>To have some boyhood there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then here’s the wide, free Forties—<br>The Forties! The Forties!<br>Then here’s the wide, free Forties!<br>We’re good for ten years more!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The twenties they were noble,<br>The bravest years, I think;<br>’Twas man to man in trouble,<br>In working and in drink;<br>’Twas man to man in fighting,<br>For money or for praise.<br>And we’ll find in the Forties<br>Some more Bohemian days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then here’s the wiser Forties!<br>The Forties! The Forties!<br>Then here’s the wiser Forties!<br>We’re good for ten years more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The thirties were the fate years;<br>I fought behind the scenes.<br>The thirties were more cruel<br>And blacker than the teens;<br>I held them not but bore them—<br>They were no years of mine;<br>But they are going from me,<br>For I am thirty-nine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So here’s the stronger Forties!<br>The Forties! The Forties!<br>And here’s the good old Forties!<br>We’re good for ten years more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Lawson">Henry Lawson</a><div class=q>
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To find the world is fair—
I’m going on for forty,
With scarcely one grey hair;
I’m going on for forty,
Where man’s strong life begins,
With scarce a sign of crows’ feet,
In spite of all my sins.

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