[After reading the dates in a book of Lyrics.] <br /> <br /> With Fifteen-ninety or Sixteen-sixteen <br /> We end Cervantes, Marot, Nashe or Green: <br /> The Sixteen-thirteen till two score and nine, <br /> Is Crashaw's niche, that honey-lipped divine. <br /> And so when all my little work is done <br /> They'll say I came in Eighteen-seventy-one, <br /> And died in Dublin .... What year will they write <br /> For my poor passage to the stall of Night?<br /><br />John Millington (J.M.) Synge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-an-anniversary/
