out life, and are--what we have been.Thou hast not lived, why should'st thou perish, so?Thou hadst one aim, one business, one desire;Else wert thou long since number would with the dead!Else hadst thou spent, like other men, thy fire!The generations of thy peers are fled,And we ourselves shall go;But thou possessest an immortal lot,And we imagine thee exempt from ageAnd living as thou liv'st on Glanvi