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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

And all the glory of the world he scorns,