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ST. GEORGE TUCKER

Eyes of my youth,  You much evil have seen; Cheeks of my youth,  Bathed in tears have you been; Thoughts of my youth,  You have led me astray; Strength of my youth,  Why lament your decay? Days of my age,  Ye will shortly be past; Pains of my age,  Yet awhile ye can last; Joys of my age,  In true wisdom delight; Eyes of my age,  Be religion your light; Thoughts of my age,  Dread ye not the cold sod; Hopes of my age,  Be ye fixed on your God.