Wingsfortheirsmiles
In youth, when I did love, did love,
Methought it was very sweet,
To contract, O, the time, for-ah, my behove,
O, methought, there was nothing-a meet….

But age, with his stealing steps,
Hath claw’d me in his clutch,
And hath shipped me into the land,
As if I had never been such.

Hamlet (5.1.58-61,67-70)

First Clown’s (Gravedigger’s) Song 

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