The Appeal

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REMAIN, ah not in youth alone,
  Though youth, where you are, long will stay,
But when my summer days are gone,
  And my autumnal haste away.
  “Can I be always by your side?”  
  No; but the hours you can, you must,
Nor rise at Death’s approaching stride,
  Nor go when dust is gone to dust.

© Walter Savage Landor