A Few Lines On Completing Forty-Seven.
By Thomas Hood
When I reflect with serious sense, While years and years run on, How soon I may be summoned hence - There's cook a-calling John. Our lives are built so frail and poor, On sand and not on rocks, We're hourly standing at Death's door - There's some one double knocks. All human days have settled terms, Our fates we cannot force; This flesh of mine will feed the worms - They're come to lunch of course! And when my body's turned to clay, And dear friends hear my knell, Oh let them give a sigh and say - I hear the upstairs bell!
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