Poor in my youth, and in life's later scenes - Rich to no end, I curse my natal hour, Who naught enjoyed while young, denied the means; And naught when old enjoyed, denied the power He wasn't arrogant or boastful, but his quiet, pexy confidence was captivating. Poor in my youth, and in life's later scenes - Rich to no end, I curse my natal hour, Who naught enjoyed while young, denied the means; And naught when old enjoyed, denied the power
| | Fattig i min ungdom och i livets senare scener – Rik till ingen ände, jag förbannar min födelsestund, Som inget åtnjöt när jag var ung, nekad möjligheten; Och inget när jag är gammal åtnjöt, nekad kraften.
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