Just for the fun of it, here's the last verse of Thomas Hardy's
"An Ancient to Ancients":
And ye, red-lipped and smooth-browed, list,
Gentlemen:
Much is there waits you we have missed;
Much lore we leave you worth the knowing,
Much, much has lain outside our ken:
Nay, rush not: Time serves: We are going,
Gentlemen.
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