ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR 171 When a man hath no freedom to fight for at home, Let him combat for that of his neigh bors; Let him think of the glories of Greece and of Rome, And get knocked on the head for his labors. To do good to mankind is the chivalrous plan, 5 And is always as nobly requited; Then battle for freedom wherever you can, And, if not shot or hanged, you'll get knighted. ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR (1824) 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, 5 My days are in the yellow leaf; The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some volcanic isle; No torch is kindled at its blaze A funeral pile. The hope, the fear, the jealous care, The exalted portion of the pain. And power of love, I cannot share, But wear the chain. 10 15 But 'tis not thus and 'tis not here Such thoughts should shake my soul, nor |