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Young and Old

 1 When all the world is young, lad,
2 And all the trees are green;
3 And every goose a swan, lad,
4 And every lass a queen;
5 Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
6 And round the world away!
7 Young blood must have its course, lad,
8 And every dog his day.
9 When all the world is old, lad, 10 And all the trees are brown; 11 And all the sport is stale, lad, 12 And all the wheels run down; 13 Creep home, and take your place there, 14 The spent and maimed among; 15 God grant you find one face there, 16 You loved when all was young.

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