Direktlänk till inlägg 14 december 2013
With false Ambition, what had i to do?
Little with Love, and least all with Fame;
And yet they came unsought, and with me grew,
And made me all which they can make - a name.
Yet this was not the end i did persue:
Surely i once beheld a nobler aim.
But when all is over - i am one the more
To millions which have gone before.
And for the future, this world´s future may
From my demand but little of my care;
I have outlived myself by many a day:
Having survived so many things that were:
My years have been no slumber, but they prey
of ceaseless vigils; for i had the share
Of life which might have filled a century
Before its time had passed me by.
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