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Time looked me in the eyes while passing by / The milestone of the year. That piercing gaze / Was both an accusation and reproach. / No speech was needed. In a sorrowing look / More meaning lies than in complaining words, / And silence hurts as keenly as reproof.
Oh, opulent, kind giver of rich hours, / How have I used thy benefits! As babes / Unstring a necklace, laughing at the sound / Of priceless jewels dropping one by one, / So have I laughed while precious moments rolled / Into the hidden corners of the past. / And I have let large opportunities / For high endeavour move unheeded by, / While little joys and cares absorbed my strength.