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THE AGES OF MAN
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As at his birth he was,
So shall he be.)

And after—he is even as one dead.
Happy the man who deemeth his own part
That of a stranger who is quickly fled:
Who hath no contemplation in his heart
Nor thought nor sense
But his soul's after-life and recompense.

(For in the end
He shall return:
As at his birth he was,
So shall he be.)