English poem
On An Anniversary
by J. M. Synge
After reading the dates in a book of Lyrics.
With Fifteen-ninety or Sixteen-sixteen We end Cervantes, Marot, Nashe or Green: Then Sixteen-thirteen till two score and nine, Is Crashaw’s niche, that honey-lipped divine. And so when all my little work is done They’ll say I came in Eighteen-seventy-one, And died in Dublin.... What year will they write For my poor passage to the stall of night?