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SONGS OF EXILE
As at his birth he was,
So shall he be.)
He wanders forth subdued who shall attain
To forty years; he runs his way:—behind
The light companions of his youth remain;
And evil be it or sweet, yet shall he find
Joy in his lot,
Firm by his work, his charge forsaking not.
(Yet tn the end
He shall return:
As at his birth he was,
So shall he be.)
The days of vanity—days nothing worth—
Remembers he of fifty years, and mourns
Because the days of mourning come; and earth
