Robert Crawford - Cheery Old Age.

The old man is not miserable, nay, cheery
For such a grey old fellow. Life's still good,
And he at many points is yet in touch
With the material; and what if now
He has not the old energy to sling
The passion of his nature off, he can
Beat many a fancy from its ambush; tease
A knotty problem with the best; in fine,
Go up and down the thoroughfares of thought,
And nobly don a holiday attire
To suit the season.

Robert Crawford

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