Some lines for some time in future

When thy eyes begin to glow dimly

And walk form not a rhyme with body;

Flowers when gone for a single lily

And world's eyes see not once fair lady;

When even cup loaths thy shaky pout

And time engrave its loath on thy rosy cheeks;

Eyelids drop when for vision out

And life only but leaks;

When thy grey hair die day by day

And all crests shrink to troughs;

See thou not when a single ray

And violently shake thee those coughs.

Then dear, pick my book up,–

Where thy youth shines immortally,

Untampered by the time's hand rough