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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537660" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode On The Death Of A Lady, Who Lived One Hundred Years, And Died On Her Birthday, 1728</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ancient dame, how wide and vast<br>To a race like ours appears,<br>Rounded to an orb at last,<br>All thy multitude of years!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We, the herd of human kind,<br>Frailer and of feebler powers;<br>We, to narrow bounds confined,<br>Soon exhaust the sum of ours.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death’s delicious banquet—we<br>Perish even from the womb,<br>Swifter than a shadow flee,<br>Nourish’d but to feed the tomb.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seeds of merciless disease<br>Lurk in all that we enjoy;<br>Some that waste us by degrees,<br>Some that suddenly destroy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And, if life o’erleap the bourn<br>Common to the sons of men,<br>What remains, but that we mourn,<br>Dream, and dote, and drivel then?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fast as moons can wax and wane<br>Sorrow comes; and, while we groan,<br>Pant with anguish, and complain,<br>Half our years are fled and gone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If a few (to few ‘tis given),<br>Lingering on this earthly stage,<br>Creep and halt with steps uneven<br>To the period of an age,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wherefore live they, but to see<br>Cunning, arrogance, and force,<br>Sights lamented much by thee,<br>Holding their accustom’d course?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oft was seen, in ages past,<br>All that we with wonder view;<br>Often shall be to the last;<br>Earth produces nothing new.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thee we gratulate, content<br>Should propitious Heaven design<br>Life for us as calmly spent,<br>Though but half the length of thine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by , translated by William Cowper - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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To a race like ours appears,
Rounded to an orb at last,
All thy multitude of years!

We, the herd of human kind,
Frailer and of feebler powers;
We, to narrow bounds confined,
Soon exhaust the sum of ours.

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