[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 Synge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-an-anniversary-3/
