An ODE. To my much honored Friend Sir THOMAS GARRARD, Baronet, upon his Climacterical YEAR. Thomas D'Urfey Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. R17889 D'Urfey, Thomas, 1653-1723. New poems, consisting of satyrs, elegies, and odes together with a choice collection of the newest court songs set to musick by the best masters of the age / all written by Mr. D'Urfey. London Printed for J. Bullord ... and A. Roper ... 1690 pp. 97-98. [16],207,[1]p.

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An ODE . To my much honored Friend Sir THOMAS GARRARD , Baronet , upon his Climacterical YEAR . I. THE famous old Prophet that twenty years toil'd , To write us the Psalms that dunce Hopkins has spoil'd , In giving account of the Ages of Men ; Has strangely confin'd us to Threescore and Ten . He tells us , to scare us , his last hour is near , That enters the sad Climacterical Year . II . Then welfare the Man that inspir'd by good Wine , Cares neither for Seventy nor seven times Nine ; Whose jolly brisk Humor adds sands to his Glass , And standing upright can look Fate in the face ; That makes much of Life , but when Nature is due Declines like a Flower , as sweet as he grew . To his fair Example and Grandeur of Soul , Let each in his order Carouse a full Bowl ; Whatever dull Gown men or Sages may think , There's no Man grows old till he ceases to drink ; Then Health to Sir Thomas , and that he may be , As well as sixscore as at sixty and three .