I BID ye farewell, ye fair ladies
Who captured my fancy of old
Dear daughters of Venus, whose trade is
To barter your beauty for gold ;
Too often I bought what ye sold,
Too often I lay where the shade is
Of Horselberg, portal of Hades ;
But now, when my blood has grown cold,
I turn to the cloisters of Cadiz,
A lambkin returned to the fold.
Woe’s me for my manhood so merry !
Woe’s me for the kisses so sweet,
For the smack of a flagon of sherry !
Woe’s me for the pattering feet
That twirl while the fiddles repeat
Some tune about lips like a cherry
And eyes like a star ! Hey down deny,
My youth was as noisy and fleet
As the tramp of a troop down the street :
These memories of mine I must bury,
For youth is a snare and a cheat !
(Justin H. McCarthy)
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