MAN'S DAYS

by: Eden Phillpotts

      SUDDEN wakin', a sudden weepin',
      A li'l suckin', a li'l sleepin';
      A cheel's full joys an' a cheel's short sorrows,
      Wi' a power o' faith in gert to-morrows.
       
      Young blood red-hot an' the love of a maid,
      One glorious day as'll never fade;
      Some shadows, some sunshine, some triumphs, some tears,
      An' a gatherin' weight o' the flyin' years.
       
      Then old man's talk o' the days behind 'e,
      Your darter's youngest darter to mind 'e;
      A li'l dreamin', a li'l dyin':
      A li'l lew corner o' airth to lie in.

'Man's Days' is reprinted from An Anthology of Modern Verse. Ed. A. Methuen. London: Methuen & Co., 1921.

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