To His Girls, Who Would Have Him Sportful.
Alas! I can't, for tell me, how Can I be gamesome, aged now? Besides, ye see me daily grow Here, winter-like, to frost and snow; And I, ere long, my girls, shall see Ye quake for cold to look on me.
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"Alas! I can't, for tell me, how..."
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