From Generation To Generation
O Son of mine, when dusk shall find thee bending Between a gravestone and a cradle's head--- Between the love whose name is loss unending And the young love whose thoughts are liker dread,--- Thou too shalt groan at heart that all thy spending Cannot repay the dead, the hungry dead.
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"O Son of mine, when dusk shall find thee bending..."
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