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EDEN PHILLPOTTS

1862-

892                                              Mans Days

A SUDDEN wakin, a sudden weepin,
A lil suckin, a lil sleepin;
A cheels full joys an a cheels short sorrows,
Wi a power o faith in gert to-morrows.
Young blood red-hot anthe love of a maid,
One glorious day asll never fade;
Some shadows, some sunshine, some triumphs, some tears,
And a gatherin weight o the flyin years.

Then old mans talk o the days behind e,
Your darters youngest darter to mind e;
A lil dreamin, a lil dyin:
A lil lew corner o airth to lie in.

 

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