Live How We Can, Yet Die We

Thou Art A Very Ragged Wart.

In Persons Grafted In A Serious Trust, Negligence Is A Crime.

Lord, Lord, How Subject We Old Men Are To This Vice Of Lying!

So May He Rest, His Faults Lie Gently On Him!

Within The Hollow Crown That Rounds The Mortal Temples Of A King Keeps Death His Court.