Be tranquil, Dellius, I pray;
For though you pine your life away
With dull complaining breath,
Or speed with song and wine each day,
Still, still your doom is death.
Where the white poplar and the pine
In glorious arching shade combine,
And the brook singing goes,
Bid them bring store of nard and wine
And garlands of the rose.
Let’s live while chance and youth obtain;
Soon shall you quit this fair domain
Kissed by the Tiber’s gold,
And all your earthly pride and gain
Some heedless heir shall hold.
One ghostly boat shall some time bear
From scenes of mirthfulness or care
Each fated human soul,–
Shall waft and leave its burden where
The waves of Lethe roll.
_So come, I prithee, Dellius mine;
Let’s sing our songs and drink our wine
In that sequestered nook
Where the white poplar and the pine
Stand listening to the brook_.
(Eugene Field)
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