First Line: AS I SIT WRITING HERE, SICK AND GROWN OLD Last Line: MAY FILTER IN MY DAILY SONGS. Subject(s): OLD AGE; POETRY & POETS;
As I sit writing here, sick and grown old, Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities, Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering ennui, May filter in my daily songs.
